That subdues the principality magnificently and without any further effort. Perhaps now it will not be so eager to -

Something smashes into her shell's head from behind and a stunted cry of alarm tears from her as her shell jerks beneath the unanticipated impact. She releases her prey reflexively and swings to encounter the new foe.

Oh, now this one.

This one she can hurt.

Its composition is different and unfamiliar, but the mass of darkened, demonic energy is clear enough to her eyes. She advances upon it with adamant menace.

"You will not touch me again."