If there's a difference between this new arrival and any of the others that had been here before, it's that this giant horned individual is capable of speech. Or, at least, could be bothered to actually use his words, rather than mindlessly shriek and lunge and otherwise behave as a feral beast. So ultimately? She'll assume that means he's the one less likely to attempt to rip her to shreds.

Granted, that doesn't mean he isn't violent, and she jumps in shock at the initial blow of his axe, scrambling back a little to attempt to put the tree between her and her possible rescuer, just in case he ultimately decides against a proper rescue. As intimidating as he might be, it doesn't seem to deter the demons, if that's what they are. Seeing a hooded figure blasting something in their general direction, she makes the quick decision to act now and simply ask questions later. Assuming there is a later.

"Protego!" she calls out as she jumps to her feet, already preparing herself for the spell to backfire as her first one had. Instead, she feels an unfamiliar push back as whatever magic had been flung at her stops just in front of her. It doesn't seem to be bouncing back, though, and she has the distinct impression that not focusing entirely on the barrier is going to see to it that she gets an unpleasant surprise, leaving her feeling - for the moment, at least - utterly helpless. And open, since they're outnumbered. Brilliant.