The demon was, of course, absolutely confused. Without her mistress to tell her left from right and front from her ass, Reika was disoriented. She was feeling the first waves of 'Well what the fuck do I do now?' wash over her. Mistress was unconscious on her back, she was hearing some kind of weird mewling, and also some kind of disturbing, clunky language. It was the same kind of sound Mistress made when she was talking to other humes. Did that mean... they were... communicating? With what? With who? With how? With sex? Her eyes lit up at the last question. She liked sex. She liked sex a lot. In fact, sex was definitely the number one thing she adored, uh, wait, number one were her demonic overlords, and then maybe her Mistress, wait, this was getting confusing...
With her head spinning from her own jumbled thoughts coupled with the weird, harsh tones she was hearing over her shoulder, it came as no surprise that Reika wanted to do something to shut it all up. She just wanted things to make sense again and they never did without someone guiding her! And now that she was alone, she had no idea what to do, and she was trying to hold Mistress on her shoulders, but there were strange people nearby and she was sad and didn't even know if her ass was jutting out correctly! Panic was beginning to rise in her gut as a bubbling of tears sprung into her eyes. She was drawing blanks, she didn't know how to help herself, much less help anyone else.
So amidst the chaos of her mind, Reika made the best choice she could think to make.
Okay, wait, this could be really simple. All she had to do was get their attention, all she had to do was call out to them and then they'd use their magic powers to heal her Mistress... yeah, because that was how the humes did it. Well, with more plant stuff but it still did the trick. Feeling really proud of herself for figuring modern medicine out, she skipped towards the group, making sure to stop just outside their line of vision. Grinning widely at her genius, really, this was a plan without fault, she projected her voice towards them. She only knew a few words in common but she was absolutely sure they were acceptable in any situation without fault.
"Help, need--"
Before she was even done talking, something familiar crashed around in her mind, something that made her quiver with fear. And something that made her physical form literally melt away. The demon was capable of existing as two forms on the strange and limited material plane, and she vastly preferred her physical body over the spiritual one because she could do things with her physical one... Pretty, good-feeling things. But as it stood, she felt as if something had torn right through her chest, dissolving her physical form completely and causing Mistress to collapse on the ground in a heap. Reika was floating nearby, in the form of a kit, but in this astral form, she was completely invisible to anyone that was around her.
She wanted to change her form back, she wanted to become a woman-creature again. But whatever had forced her to transform was prohibiting her from resuming her other shape. And she had a feeling she knew exactly what that was and knew, somehow, that she was going to be punished later. She didn't know how or when, but she had a pretty good idea by who. Sulking and now biding her time till that moment inevitably came, she glided over her unconscious Mistress, the witch completely passed out. At least she had done her part, those humes were definitely looking this way. At least she'd done something right.
... Right?