The fog only held up for but so long and, even then, the demon could sense as to where Willow was headed. Head turning in the very direction in which she had hurtled off in, the demon took off after her, a feeling of such satisfactsion making it's way through him as he went. He stepped into the cluster of trees within the forest and slowly walked. "Oh, Wiiiillloooow," he called, peering between branches, "Come out, come out, wherever you are."
Then he was there. Standing just a few feet away from where Willow was hiding herself. He paused for a moment. Then shuffled off, looking as though he fully intended on searching someplace else. And then, out of nowhere, he appeared just a little ways from Willow's right, a full grin masking his face.