Robert blinked his eyes a few times, and wiped at his nose with the sleeve of his shirt this time. The bleeding would not stop, but that was the least of his concerns. His sister was unconscious, and there was definitely something coming out of the tear. This was not at all what they had planned, or expected, and this definitely put a damper on their plans.
He heard Tommy's voice, and looked over at their young apprentice's direction. "She's over here," he said loud enough for the younger man to hear, but also loud enough for the creature (whatever it was) to hear him as well. It reared its head at him, red eyes glowing as a long tongue snaked out to lick at the air. Like a snake Robert imagined it was "smelling" its surroundings, and it caught scent of Robert's blood.
In an instant the creature was on Robert, clawed hands curled around his neck as it lifted him into the air. Robert grabbed at the demons hand, but it was no use. His legs were dangling, and he could feel the air being cut off from his lungs.
"Ros... Rosalind..." he gasped at his companions. "Get her... out." The creature squeezed tighter, and screeched like a banshee. He lowered his hand to point to his sister's location. If he did not survive this then at least his sister would. Besides, he knew he would be back; at least, he hoped so.