Rescue vs. Minions/Victims
After the nerves of the older/young cousin were settled, and she was sure Clark was at a safe distance from Glory, who's attention was now on Buffy, Kara looked down to the fight against the minions and demons. Glorys pawns were getting their asses kicked. She doubted they needed a version of Supergirl, but hey, why not?
The kryptonian powerhouse flew down the ground, landing with her feet firmly planted not that far from Jacen, since apparently he was one of the people leading this fight. Her attention turned to one of the demons who was now coming toward her.
Fire flared up behind her eyes, and two streams of heat flew toward the demon, nailing it square in the head, causing it to fall over in death. Kara wasn't one for killing. But this wasn't human, not even close. It was from hell, it was different. She could destroy it and not feel bad.
When one demon jumped on her back and attempted to stab her in the spine, she heard the knife shatter into pieces and fall to the ground. Reaching behind her, Kara grabbed the demon by the neck, and pulled it forward, holding it out infront of her. "You're lucky that didn't cut my jacket." she informed the demon, now looking more than a little terrified. And with that, she flicked her wrist and sent the demon flying into a brick wall, where it crumpled to the ground.
When she felt a fist collide with her face, Kara turned her head again, looking toward the man who had just hit her. One of the victims, he couldn't hurt him. "Sorry about this." she told him, before reaching out to grab his shirt. When she had a grip on him, she sped off toward the side of the house in a blur. There was a drainage pipe on the side of it. Pulling part of it away from the wall, she shoved Adam (gently) against the wall, and then wrapped the pipe around him, from shoulder to foot, locking it in place. "Just sit tightly, okay?"