The creature, covered in thick plates and spikes of many and varied sizes swings it's head and bellows, all eyes currently focusing on Hervens. Words unintelligible save for those with the right sorts of knowledge fall from its mouth. "You know not what you meddle with, little mage. I wi.." The demon's words are stopped short as it finds the room confining, the wards not letting it crush it's way through the floor above and attain its full height. John actually chuckles as the demon suddenly realizes its predicament, it's blazing eyes refocusing on John. It swings its clawed arm at him, easily missing him and being paid for the error with several shells into its arm, bone and muscle tearing under the armor piercing rounds and the appendage hangs loosely.
The demon is clearly in pain, howling in those unintelligible words. "I will feast upon your family's entrails before I put this world under my heel, mortal!" The demon swings it's other arm at Hervens, dropping to a crouching position and stalking after him on its three good limbs.