America winced hard when the red bolts seemed to come out of nowhere. She knew that magic, she could feel it in her chest. She looked over her shoulder, and Wanda was there. It made her heart beat faster. But she was driving the demon away... if the demon was working for her, they would be working in tandem. The soft music seemed to stun the monster, giving America a few precious moments of thought.
She did have her kids. That was something. She didn't know if she could trust Wanda, but what choice did she have. At least she knew with Wanda, Stephen would be able to save her, she wasn't so sure how much longer she would last with the demon. She slowly nodded.
"I.. okay. But we have to call Stephen. I don't.. I left my phone in the apartment when we ran." She tried to get up, yelping against the pain of the deep gashes in her leg, instinctively reaching out to Wanda for support to stand.