"The... what?" She glances up. "Maybe a leak from the air... no, I don't believe it!"<br/><br/>She bounds to the boxes of magic stuff and starts rooting through them with her mantle hands.<br/><br/>"It's a... residuum of the spell! It wasn't completely destroyed, a part was only dispersed, but it's much weaker, look at it! Best guess, it'll revert to it's original directive and try to kill Reizu, or me! It's reforming as a stench demon... Physical atacks won't work, but some telekinetic bitchslaps, or Reizu, if any of your ninj are spirit based that'd work. They should occupy it until I can put something together to finish it for good!"<br/><br/>She pulled out a significant looking thurible. "One good thing about living on the banks of the Nile, you learn lots of ways to stop stench demons... and recipes for crocodile... Ha!"<br/><br/>The greenish mist had taken the form of a great face, easily as wide at Ptricia's with hollow socket eyes, a needle fanged maw, and horns, with streamers of greenish mist trailing from it. It gave a hollow moan and dived... towards Reizu!