"Not with that attitude." Ember crossed her arms, leaning against the wall.

"He called, and she came."

Maloker stretches his wings. For those who are aware of the time, even without any sign of the moon or sun, will know it is midnight. He unfurls his wings and growls deeply. Harry, with his 'Demon' assistance might understand him on his own. "Bow to me, my child"

As weak and drained as she is, April can't resist. And she is suddenly on her knees in reverence.