End her!

Taking no chances, Tyra rips the whip from the succubus’ hands, before casting another sacred flame spell at her, and pummeling her with her fists. The succubus does not turn bloodied - instead as the flames scorch her she lets out a moan as her demonic body turns to a scattering of ash, which then slowly drifts up and gets absorbed back into the black gem above the door.

One hand clasping her sagging pants, Diana walks up and picks the succubus' whip up off the ground.

”Nice work there Tyra.”

-“Thanks Dee,” Tyra replies as she catches her breath, ”I really can’t stand those slutty demons. The male ones, Incubi too..”

”I don’t think those are all that bad,” Diana shrugs.

An awkward beat of silence follows, before Tyra waves her over to go into the next hallway. ”Come on, let’s keep going.”