The demonic being in the summoning circle laughs hideously as you discuss your options. "Foolish mortals!" it bellows. "I shall slay the lot of you, and you shall know unending torment when I take your souls back to the Abyss!"
Corraine's eyes narrows, and looks back at those more knowledgable than him about such arcane matters. While they think, he tries to discern the creature's true motives. Bluster all you wish, fiend. We are stronger than you believe.
Coraine keeps his blade pointed at the demon. Let us begone, friends. This creature seeks to delay us for its own ends. Let us not give it satisfaction.
Keeping the 'tank' known as Coraine between himself and the demon thingy at all times, Trevor moves out as quickly as he can while maintaining what decorum and dignity he has left.
Kurt nods silently in agreement to Coraine's suggestion, but waits for the others to decide which direction, for he sees good and ill equally in each option.