Uusha a Rakshasa? No that wouldn't make any sense. She was here still as she was, and it was hardly surprising that she had attacked a daughter of dragons once revealed. It wasn't hard to reach the same conclusion Giriel had: that the mostly likely reason for such an exalted presence here was as a spy for the Red Wolf. Starting a fight here, as Giriel was traveling them through the stage was incredibly stupid though. Just so stupid. They needed to complete their circuit and get back in to the castle quickly. This wasn't a safe place! 

But what could she do? Giriel stood there and seethed as the fight came through in earnest, but she was a witch. A witch already in the middle of working magic no less. She wasn't stupid enough to throw herself in between the Stag Knight and a trained martial artist with draconic powers. They'd mash her, probably by accident! 

No, if there were a Rakshasa, there was a chance that Giriel's spell would have surprised it. A Rakshasa in disguise might have been unprepared to come into its own realm. It might have-

Wherever Giriel's train of thought was going, it was utterly derailed by an explosion of fiery essence. Was that...Han? It was, but she was lit up like a beacon, outshining everything else around them, diving for another destination out in front of the curtains. Had she found her own route? This was beautiful. This was incredible. This deserved studying. And Han's symbolism! Giri was starry eyed. A beacon of essence like this spoke of the bonfire, a great light in the darkness, a sign of power, safety, and reveling, though sometimes also of chaos, excess, and orgy. And the way she moved, like wind and flame and some great snake in the corner of the eye, that had yellow symbolism, the color of Mercury for journeys and messages sped swiftly and safely. Oh, this was incredible, amazing, Giriel could spend a day just writing notes about this moment and what it might mean.

And those two oafs were missing it. Damn fools. "Follow the light! Hey, idiots, we need to get out of here, this is a travel spell, it's not safe! Hey, hey! Stop killing each other for one damn minute and follow the light!"

[Giri will spend her string on Uusha to get her, at least, to pay attention and stop the fight until they can get out of this space (and she's hoping cooler heads will prevail at the demon castle, but no promises on that one]