There were many demons, each with their own unique demon name. A demon's true name is the last thing it will ever part with. Alecto knew she had to be persistent. She had to wear them down. Use every trick in the book to get what she wanted. Eventually they would break. She knew they would. If she just kept at it long enough. Like a hunting dog on the trail of a wounded beast.
She let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her luscious Southern mane. Auburn colored hair gleamed in the light, like a bright flame on the top of her head. She bit down on her lips. It was now or never.
"Now listen here boy. You best tell me demon name right now, ya hear?"