Zeron opened her mouth to respond to Phaje, but barely got a word out of her mouth when they were suddenly assaulted by a strange, short creature. She moved to assault, but again, others had been faster; Phaje wrapped his arms around her, yelling something about holding tight. Zeron, for her part, went wide-eyed and a tint of red actually came across her face. This was unprecedented; the half-demon hadn't been this close to somebody in over a decade, and hadn't been embraced in far longer. She was the one who was supposed to make other uncomfortable, not the other way around! Yet here they were, with Phaje holding her close. Unacceptable.
The torrent of emotions within Zeron continued to build and build in the few moments as she stood there in petrifying panic and shock, until something within the half-demon broke. The glamor on the half-demon's left eye broke, causing the black eye to emerge and the shadowy cracks to re-emerge from the eye. One of the cracks spread across the bridge of her nose, reaching the other eye. Within a flash, the right eye turned black as well, and Zeron's face went completely blank. She pushed back against Phaje's embrace, demonically enhanced strength easily breaking his protective hug.
A quick glance confirmed that the small thing was running at them again; within an instant, she was in front of it, staring down at the miniature monster. The monster rammed into the sudden leg that had appeared in front of it and bounced backwards; it stared up at the demonic and blank-faced visage of Zeron, its eyes growing wide.
"The Muffin Man...?"
Zeron's arm shot out and gripped the small monster's face and lifted it into the air, leaving its stubby limbs flailing around uselessly. Zeron took a deep breath and let out a bone-chilling howl, menacing crimson flames spewing from her mouth and spraying onto the small monster's body and the area behind it. It began screaming, a high-pitched squeal, only for it to be cut brutally short when Zeron slammed it into the now-burning ground at full force. Zeron watched the gingerbread being burn to a crisp with a chilling silence, before turning over to face Phaje with her blank stare. She took a single menacing step towards the gravity mage...
...And blinked, her eyes suddenly returning to normal. "What the...?" She muttered suddenly, looking around confusedly. The crimson flames had vanished; all that was left was the charred remains of a small creature and Phaje. "Ergh, I hate it when this happens," she muttered irritably, shaking her head before turning back to Phaje. "Sorry, I let my emotions get the best of me for a bit. I didn't hurt you, did I?"