Unkindled. The Outsider truthfully has no idea what the term means, but for now, it's enough to keep his interest. Unfortunately, there is still a demon to be dealt with. The Blood Briar isn't fairing so well, though it's gotten quite a good hold around the things neck; still, pieces of it are falling to the ground.

With one last screech, the demon yanks the last of it apart. The vine dissolves into nothingness. The Unkindled is striding forward and the Outsider, never one to be outdone, strikes again. This other Rifter has a sword and so, not to get in his way, several long, sharp thorns are shot out from his hand into the demon's face.

"We will want to kill this one quickly, before others come through, and then we must close it."

Matter-of-fact, to the point; for all the questions he has, they can come in a moment.