The green haired demon had exited the building and was making her way towards her. Etelka looked at this Bugby fellow during his approach, his posture was slouched but he was a still a fair bit taller then her with his relaxed look. He also had more demonic features then her, pointed ears and claws, it caused an ache in her shoulders. Despite being rather demonic he didn't look overly threatening, sure he was certainly physically strong, but he just seemed too relaxed to be an aggressor. He stopped a fair distance away from her and spoke, she nodded to confirm they were in the same group and so he didn't think she was ignoring him. Etelka watched the male demon look up and down her body, it didn't bother her in the slightest, hopefully he would take pity on her frail figure.
The girl curtsied to the demon, "Indeed my name is Etelka, greetings sir. I have chosen to stand under this tree because sunlight hurts my skin and eyes immensely. If I stepped into that light it would be difficult for me to even open my eyes, apologies." She smiled weakly at the demon, saying she was not excited for this challenge would be quite the understatement. Yet this 'headmaster' had made sure to say lack of participation would result in punishment, it would likely be something she could very easily handle, but finding out for certain was not her plan. Etelka brought her right hand up to her face and looked at it, the bandage work was solid enough to not worry about it coming undone and getting dirt in the wound. However having a broken finger was less then ideal right now, more so given it was her dominant hand.
Etelka spotted the third member of this event in approach, about the same height, but this mage was not frail. In general she wasn't very pretty, or ladylike, more threatening and professional. Etelka nodded when her name was spoken, then got the unfortunate news that this Liliane person would not be holding back. Given the mages demeanor it seemed drastically unlikely any amount of acting could get her to pity this poor demon. "My 'all out' is hardly a threat, I have little to provide you in terms of challenge Miss," she leaned her back against the tree she stood under, moving her gaze to the ground. What a terrible afternoon she was going to have, hopefully Lord Snow would perform admirably in whatever his task was.