Letting it blather on, the creature that looked like a girl was starting to remind him of his sisters. Arrogant to a fault. They always had to make a display of how much more superior they were before they went along with reality. Once the worse was over...or so he hoped, Adam began to speak again, his voice filtered through his armor's speakers.
"A live one. We hope to change that to dead one soon with your help. As to who summoned it, well...the Confederates came up with the magic used to summon you here to our world. They used it to summon something called a 'summoner', which is what summoned the demon that is destroying our capitol city. Our spies stole the knowledge of their magic so we could summon something able to stop the demon...that is how you ended up here."
The soldiers backed away as she began to approach them. All except Carter, who was too dumb or too careless to move back. Yelping as his rifle was turned to slag, he scrambled back as fast as his armor and legs allowed. Drawing his sidearm, Carter aimed the nonmagical weapon at the creature the witches had summoned. Adam was starting to think they might have a shot at stopping the demon if it's powers so far were any demonstration.
"They are called 'guns'. Projectile firing weapons. In the case of our rifles, they fire lethal bolts of magical energy. We are humans in Wraith armor, soldiers from our country wear it to protect themselves. You better not destroy anymore of them...we are going to need them to keep you alive as we move you across the city to the demon."