There was a snarl as some vile looking demon lunged at her, skin oozing with puss and smelling of rotting garbage. She'd regret it later because of the smell, but the witch pulled her arm back and slamed her fist straight into it's face. There was a sickening pop as something shattered behind that grotesque layer of skin.
"You.." Purity turned, surprised to see the smaller girl, but clearly happy all the same. Though this wasn't a great time to talk, as that thing flung itself at them. The witch did what came naturally to her, hands lifting as sparks of blue and white danced across her knuckles, a flare of light emitting from her palms as the magic shot out to collide with the things chest, sending it flying into its friends like a bowling ball.
"I might, if you're around when I do." She grinned slightly.