He is an absolute idiot, huh. Maybe he should examine his targets a little more carefully next time... Ah, though there won't be a next time.

[ She is fairly certain she's crushed something by this point; her tails grip hasn't eased in the slightest, and all struggling does is make sure she crushes them further. Maybe another person might have a bit more sympathy, but she has little patience for some upstart crow demon barging into their home. ]

Backyard it is, we can test out that new fire pit I was making for the summer.

[ With that, she not-so-gently drags the creature towards the back of the house; still very much uncaring of its protests. Or whatever it's trying to say, considering his throat is crushed to almost nothing. ]

I hope all this noise doesn't wake anyone else up...