Demon professional

It isn't long before Fred comes back down.

"Albert's coming back, and good news, Angela's here!" He says.

"I thought she wouldn't be here for a while." you say, though you are happy to hear it after this latest encounter with the demon.

"Apparently she managed to pull a few favors," he says, "Guess a demon takes a bit of priority."

***

It takes a few hours, but eventually Albert arrives. When he walks through the door, he see's you. "Guess clothes shopping was a bust." he says, noting your oversized shirt and pants.

Then Angela walks in. Her white feathers give her an almost glowing appearance, but it is clear she is an eagle species, rather then an angel like her name would suggest. She looks around. "Looks like you've had a rough couple days," she says, "But no time for pleasantries, we need to get this demon back where it belongs."

She goes to the couch and pushed it easily over to the wall, then moves a chair and table into the cleared space. On the table she starts making the edges with strange symbols, similar to the ones that you remember Albert drawing, though much more detailed and accurate. After she finishes, she looks around. "Do you have a small mirror?" she says, seeing none on the walls. "Oh, yeah," you say, and stumble out back and grab a small one for her. She places it in the center of the table, then pulls out a book.

It is brown with thick leather bindings, and a iron clast with a large padlock on it. "Now, this is a warning," she says, "Do not touch this book, do not open this book, do not attempt to read this book, do not look at the pages, this book contains demon names, the true demon names of every demon I have encountered."

"So... what is wrong with..." you start, but she silences you with a look.

"Demon names are not words, they cannot be written, nor spoken, they transcend our dimension utterly. If you look at one unprotected, you will be driven mad, and become a gateway for the demon as the image of the name burns out your mind. They can only be inscribed by the demon themselves." She says, warning filling her tone. "Now, describe the demon. Leave nothing out. Looks, personality, tone."

"Well, it was a frog, it had fangs, a barbed tongue..." you say as you list its clothes, color, eyes, etc. "And it was... cordial? It seemed easy going, it never got angry it, it negotiated before attacking..." You do you best to describe how it filled you with dread while being like a force of nature.

"Hmmm... Bolrug," says Angela, after some consideration. "It has to be.

"I though you said Demon names couldn't be spoken," you ask, confused.

"That's just what I call him," she says, "But that is all I need. I can use his real name to summon him, then I will send him back where he came."

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