Just pretty silver sparkles. Nothing that can hurt a werewolf, thankfully.

"It's Intern Strange to you, lady," Sofia said, before they disappeared into the darkness.

At first, Marion would feel something pulling at her mind, and then, something grabbing her by the gut and wrenching her forward, Sofia following right behind. The clouds would turn blindingly bright and the sparkles would sizzle as they rushed past the two women before a vortex spat them out inside the Victorian Era styled mansion that housed the demon du jour.

"Well, if this isn't out of a Munsters set," Sofia said, quirking up an eyebrow.

The traveling hadn't made her sick the way it did some people, which was nice.