"Johnny, watch your step and don't knock over the vase, please."
Jen woke up in a bad way, feeling rips and screaming as she woke and rushed to the living room. She lit the house's warding spells and began to lay detection, fortification, cloaking, all protective embellishments she could. The house was a small anchor in the sudden flash flood of caustic and deadly magic, grounding her and keeping the Nexus unaffected.
Johnny ran back in below her as she hovered in the air and she turned down the arcane glow. Johnny said his passenger hated the feeling of magic, irritating and itchy to a demon. She reached out to Johnny and touched his forehead gently, looking for any other demons sneaking a ride into the house. "Did they catch your scent?"