Tail curled tight around her body so she can take the end of it in her hands and check for damage, Asmodia does not initially notice the person already in the room she just entered. She looks up from probing her new bruises at the sound of something falling over, her eyes widening and her tail whipping out of her hands to free them in readiness for...something. She lifts her hands in readiness to flow into one of the many spell-casting gestures in her arsenal, her breath coming more quickly as she takes a few little steps to look around the nearby furniture at the source of the sounds.

Someone has tied a person up and left him here! She stares for a few seconds too long, eyes wide, then jumps in response to a loud squeak from Biscuit. "Rakhd!" she replies, snapping out of it and hastily looking around for actual threats. Whoever bound this person is probably still here...or...should be still here? She doesn't see anyone. Attention snapping back to the man on the floor, she asks rapidly, "Who did this? Where are they?"