Twelve in all -- and though the demon had a sizeable amount of power and strength, within the Devils Trap and the iron, he couldn't use his powers to heal his host, and he certainly couldn't maintain his bravado for that long. So the left leg crumpled abruptly, Crowley landing hard on one knee, hissing expletives as the flesh burned and snarled underneath the effect of the iron. He was furious -- angry -- murderous -- and his connection to his host was getting harder to maintain, because he wanted out -- but Crowley, after a deep ragged breath, managed to say:

"Clearly."