It'd been a strange, somber hike out to the ruins. Being away from her charges for any length of time was enough to leave Adelaide on edge, but going into the ruin of what had been Haven did little to settle her. But a mission was a mission and where there was ruin there would be wounded, the dead, and likely demons. Fortunate enough that Compassion did not consider Demons to fall under the 'do no harm' rule of their agreement. Whether or not it'd need to be tested remained to be seen- but.

The rift for all it's strangeness was quiet.

Until it wasn't.

There felt like there was a twist in the veil- the pinching of a migraine, ice drawn up the spine, then? Demons.

So many demons.

Something else as well- but that she'd worry about later. Ice formed in the air, swirling, spiraling, spears that snapped into being and were hurled at the first wave of Wraiths. "Find cover!"