Ifrit watches, feeling a little bit useless here, unable to contribute. She tosses the hoodie she's holding over her shoulders, like a makeshift cape, as she watches.

"All right, well, uh, let me know when you're ready for me to test this out." PAUSE. Then, in a quieter tone, "Wait, am I supposed to be quiet during this part?"

She does have a couple questions; like what the heck is WITH this kind of magic? Also, what's a nephilim? But whatever, she'd have time enough for that later.

Time to not get in the way very much, hopefully.