The door to the building she was in opened and quickly closed. Serphia's eyes flickered to the door for only a moment. She saw Malcador and her eyes quickly flicked back to the demon, only to move back to the wizard in surprise. Well, that solved one problem for her. At least he was safe and judging by the large book he kept crushed up against himself, he found a spellbook. 

As the surprise passed enough for her to turn her eyes back on the devil, it had taken her distraction to close the distance between them. She cursed as she flung herself back as claws swiped at her chest. She braced herself on the ground with an extended arm as she brought the dagger up to slice at the creature's arm. She would have gone in for another strike but the hairs on the back of her neck rose and she dove to the side just as the magic slammed into the devil. The creature slammed into the ground just where she was previously. Arloke worked quickly to start covering it in web to try and lock it down. 

She moved quickly. She would not waste a chance to bring this fight to a swift end. She pulled her sword and without waiting for even a moment, she drove it through the creature's back, right over where she knew hearts in non devil creatures were. Just to be sure it would not survive, she brought her dagger down and across its throat, cutting it open. Even if its heart wasn't in the typical place, no creature could survive bleeding out. The devil thrashed for only a moment before it stilled. She sent a kick to the creature just to be sure it was dead. When it didn't react, she pulled the sword free from its back and wiped it on the web before sheathing it once more. 

“You.” She said as she turned her lavender eyes on Malcador. “You ran! Like a coward!” She wiped the dagger on the web as well before she flipped it in the air, catching it in a backwards grip. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just end you now? I had given you one rule. One! And you couldn't even follow that!” She sheathed the dagger with a grumble before she looked him over with a quick scan. He seemed safe at least. “At least you managed to not get killed. A Blessing, at least.” 

She turned her eyes on the disemboweled man the devil was eating before she dropped in through the window. It looked like some kind of guard. She stepped over to it, ignoring the stench of stomach acid as she dug through it for anything useful. She found a pouch of coins on his hip. She pulled them free before casually tossing them over her shoulder at Malcador. “We may have just gotten lucky.” She said as she dug through the man's armor for anything useful. She found a ring on his finger. It was of silver with some kind of seal on it, possibly a family crest. She slipped the ring off his fingers before tossing that over her shoulder at Malcador too. “Do you know that crest?" She asked without even looking to see if he caught the ring.

She rolled the body over and a sword clattered to the ground. She picked it up, noticing subtle runes carved into the blade. She gently ran her fingers along them before sliding the blade to the side. She would have to find an enchanter to look them over to figure out what they did. Until she did, it was best to leave the blade unused. Whoever this man was, he seemed to come from a wealthy family. 

She didn't find anything else she could use. She did turn to look at Malcador and scan him up and down, gauging his size. She then looked at the man before beginning to pull his armor off. He seemed to be close enough size to Malcador that he could probably make use of it, if he wanted. 

She undid straps and buckles. As the pieces came off, she stacked them in a pile. A few of the pieces were covered in blood and bodily fluids but that could just be cleaned off. “Let's get you in this armor and we can get out of this hellhole.” She bent over the body and undid the last few pieces of armor before finally turning to Malcador expectantly.