Indeed when he shoves the little girl back she vanishes, whisping out of existence as she stumbled backwards.

The remaining two wrinkled their noses, demons and portals and keystones. None of it sounded particularly weird but it wasn't anything that had happened, nothing she knew of here.

She drew back her knife and glared at him. She's not sure why he is not dying, why he doesn't seem to even to be bothered by her attacks. Maybe he has a super power of being immune to daggers.

"I'm listening." She pointed a dagger at him but made no move to stab again. "Talk."