Liza watched the Ghost Rider appear. Impressive, even given her family history.

"That looks painful. Just remember, not all demons are that bad, are they, Bossy?"

She slapped the possessed bull on the flank. It made a dull ringing sound. She heard bones popping and cracking, and looked over at Marion.

"And that just sounds painful." She winced.

She retrieved her line from around "Bossy's" neck and walked closer to the forcefield. There wasn't a whole lot she could see that she could help with there.