Avalon carefully advanced down the alleyway. She was not in the most prime position with her back exposed to the open portal to the street but it couldn't be helped. Steel threaded through her grey eyes as they locked onto the three. Her whole body honed in, ready to explode into action. Insincts and muscle memory both at play. Carefully she got the long dagger ou of he pocket, holding it loosely at her side, keeping the vial in her pocket, out of view of the demon. 

She caught the end of the conversation about the dog, a stalling distraction manoever if ever she heard one. Although, in Rufus' defence they were trained to fight and protect, not be diplomatic with conversation. Pretty words were more than domain of the Prophets and the Angelborn. For her, and her fellows, they were taught strategy, and how to fight. How to defend, how to keep all senses trained on the target, your charge, and constantly assess for other issues. And one of those issues was going to be noise drawing attention of onlookers. This would have to be fast. 

Or not at all. 

She continued her slow advance, focusing on keeping herself between the demon and its path to freedom. But more than that, she noticed the change in Rufus' stance, blocking the prophet completely from view. Tension radiating further through his body. She could also no longer see the Prophet, but she knew it wasn't good. She could make an educated guess at the situation, and she hoped that there was a good reason for this exact moment to be blessed by Heaven. And not, say, five minutes either side. 

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me." Avalon muttered to herself what seemed to be the pertinent verse of the psalm until she was in close range of the original group. Then directing her focus to Rufus she told him in a low voice, "You need to get her out of here. Protect the radiant host."

Because he did. She could tangle up the demon long enough for them to get clear. His duty was to Jasmine, hers was to rid the world of the demon scourge or dying trying... at least until she got an assignment that wasn't just patrol. And that was exactly what she would do.