Anders watches him step away and turns his attention to the last nearby one, the one on fire and staggering, and ends its struggle. There's nothing of mercy to the blow, arcane energies closing around it and crushing it entirely. It's a demon. It deserves no mercy, and it will know no mercy.

It collapses and turns to ash. Anders steps forward and kicks some of the ash aside, trying to see if any of it is of decent quality for, well, anything. Not this one. No matter. There will be plenty more demons, and they're currently stocked enough.

"So," he says once he's close to the Outsider again. "Welcome to Thedas? This, the spilling of demons from a rift, is unfortunately not very rare anymore. It may be something you'll need to get used to."