She eyed the bleed out from the leg, knowing the demon would die out soon. Planting a knee on its chest, she leaned forward. "Who is your master? Where is she or he?" she demanded and scowled, keeping to very short and very easy questions for it. It reached upto swipe at her and she nailed the offending hand to the dry ground and glared patiently. It screamed and thrashed and she waited it out before it either died or started talking.