Yay!
The feeling when the woman approached her was twofold: one of them (unfortunately) very familiar and one less so.
Hellfire. She knew that feeling. She'd been tortured enough times by Satan and gone willingly to his various painful games to know it even from a distance.
The other feeling was less well known to her, something she worked hard to avoid. But she knew it. Clenching her teeth she looked at the woman and said, "I know who you are."