"Sorry, I thought you were yellin' at the demons," Datura apologized in a very nonchalant manner that spoke out loud that she could care less to what the newcomer was complaining about. 

At the sudden appearance of the demonic stag, she stared incredulously at the unmanly shriek that erupted from Sylvester. "Pipe it down! Are you try to mate call the thing?" She huffed in annoyance, not showing an ounce of concern when the explosion fanatic fainted and fell into the shrubbery. 

"Not half. I would say about one-sixth less dangerous. It still got all those teeth," she pointed out as she quickly backed away from the charging stag. As soon as she saw that it was charging at the knight, she rolled her eyes and tackled Alphonse.

[Rolled 9]

Datura managed to get both of them out of the charging path of the stag and the demon ran right past them. They fell into a nice patch of grass and daisies that cushioned their fall.