"Doesn't sound like it tickles," Sofia snapped back. The point of the rope with the thorns was to sedate the demon into sleep, so she could more easily remove him from the man. The puncture wounds from the thorns would be completely healed once the demon was out.

"Let's try a higher voltage?" Once again, she said something in that low, guttural language, and the sickly green pulsed to a brighter, warmer shade of jade.