She can't be called a demon

Asmodeus.

I sigh loudly between relieved and worried.

“Everette, I'm not quite sure how to interpret all this. I feel like I'm going to collapse at any moment.” I feel like even my eyelids are heavy, which is strange, I haven't felt this weak in a few seconds.

“You have truly taken on the complexion of a human corpse, probably Shameena, draining your demonic energy.”

“That demon is going to kill me.” I drop down on the couch, feeling the weakness coming into my body. “She was just recently taking dark energy, how can she be satiated by now?”

“She's desperate to get out of here and believe me, she's not the only one." Everette winces.

“So if I can't make you take Aisha to Hell, at least let her accompany you to the mortal realm. You already told me what your intentions were.”