Of course these things sucked up magic.  Really, she was surprised that they didn't just melt to her fire.  "Gah! Tell me that first next time! And what the shit is 'deliciously physical'?!"  She had to exclaim aloud to the voice in her head.  "Fine, I'll just rip it apart."  The demon sighed as she looked up to see Atzi taking care of her own beast and then there were some ice spine firing at her from a counter top.  The demon's hand burned warmly as she snap upward, dodging to the side and slapping the ice spines to the side if they looked like they were heading for Atzi.

Vammy then took a quick step over to the beast and slapped it down to the ground from it's spot on the counter top.  Her hands alight, she pounced on it and took many good swipes at the beast, intent on ripping it apart with her bare hands.  It didn't really bring her any joy or excitement.  She had never interacting with these creatures before, but sometimes one was forced to resort such gross means in order to survive.  And now, she needed to finish this thing off so she could walk over to Atzi and warm her up.  She took a mighty cold blow to the chest and that could be dangerous for humans.  She liked Atzi, for whatever that meant for a demon.  It would be a shame to see her perish without being able to feel up her muscles, of course.  Such were the thoughts of a demon, after all.