Rescue vs. Minions/Victims
Needy didn't mind being on demon duty. After all, she was fully aware that, while she was seriously powerful, especially in fights against humans and whatnot, and damn hard to kill, she wasn't nearly as strong as some of the others around. People like Clark and Kara, and hell, and even Jacen.
Needy couldn't help chuckling a bit when she saw, and heard, his way of fighting the humans. "Do me a favor," she called over to him before quickly ducking under a minion's swinging arm, then spinning to kick his... her... it's lets out from under it. "Please don't ever do the mind tricks on me." So what if she almost sounded like she was enjoying the fight? That was because she was. Blame it on the fact that she was infected by a demon. This was the girl that used to be sweet and innocent, not to mention a downright pushover. Now? She was teetering on the edge of insane half the time, plus she had a slight case of bloodlust.
Which showed once that demon was down and she began to wale on it until it was dead.