Another spell spoken, the rope that Sofia's holding disappears into dust, leaving bits of electric sparkle in its wake before fading away as well.

"He really does hit those high pitches well," Sofia confirmed, nudging him gently with the toe of her boot. Satisfied that he was out, she dragged him to the center of her casting circle and splayed him out, face down. She reached into her bag and this time produced a vial filled with crystal powder, which she proceeded to pour into the puncture wounds, still casting. Marion would notice that sweat was beading on Sofia's forehead, if she looked closely enough.

Unlike Limbo, where things were done with the flick of a wrist, here, she was really being put to work, and it showed.

Sparks of ashy blue energy floated up from the puncture wounds and Sofia stepped back, waiting for a minute.

Then she reached back into her bag and pulled out what seemed to be a stained glass jar, with lots of long, thin, tubes extending from its mouth. The jar and the tubes seemed to be well-worn, which they were.

They had helped exorcise many a demon.

"Here comes the fun part," she said, before starting to stick the open ends tubes into the puncture wounds.

When she was done with that, she would cast the spell that would suck the demon from the man and trap it in the jar.