She takes mental vacations.
She disappears once in a while to reclaim herself.
Without means to escape the looming bloodbath, her demon orb came levitating with a flick of her finger. “I guess a fight is inevitable,” she said in a somewhat calm voice as the orb started to glow bright red. “I hope you’re ready to perish. Don’t worry… I’ll do it fast and painless… /hopefully/.”