The spell takes what feels like an eternity to cut it out. It's actually only a few minutes, but those are a long few minutes.

Eventually, though, it does finish. Her mood suddenly lightens, the dark spirals she was trapped in just... stopping. Nothing really changed, but suddenly everything feels more reasonable. The world even looks more colorful, and nothing she was thinking makes sense any more.

Good, now she can trust her thoughts. Mostly. "The spell seems to be done for me. Without our thoughts twisted to the negative, what were you saying, Yanor? Do you have spells particularly well-suited for demon handling which you could prepare tomorrow? Nothing is evidently urgent here, and a day's delay before we continue could make sense. I do still have at least one true combat in me, but if our foes continue to be this resilient to spells I cannot promise to be fully effective."

"Nothing comes to mind immediately. I'll see if my spirit has any suggestions when I next commune with them for spells."

"Options for penetrating their resistance to spells would also help, if you have any. If you are uncertain, though, I think waiting a day is of minimal value? You still have your combat third circles unexpended, and I have at least one more round of Bursts in me for the day. Further demons would be problematic but not substantially less so tomorrow, and every day we delay is one more day for any of the bound succubi, or I suppose whatever those were, to notice us and begin more coordinated strikes. I do not know that they speak regularly, but it is possible."