I have a friend I pray for, she's spiritually very strong and connected, even more than she knows. I knew from what she is involved with (heavily into Kaballa) that the darkies were present with her, and the first time I went to visit her they kept their distance while we chatted. But the moment I stepped out her door two of them escorted me down the hall, down the stairs, into the street to my car and watched me drive away. Plain as day, they don't even try to hide from me anymore because they know God's made me wise to them.
When I pray for her, I often get this visual impression where it's night time, and I'm elevated like up in a tree to where I can see across the rooftops. Off a mile or so is her apartment building, and you know how buildings usually give off some ambient light, well the light from her building is much brighter. Bright enough that it shines up upon the bottom of what at first looks to be some very dark tumultuous clouds. But looking closer, I can see it is instead a thick black swirling cloud of dark spirits; I hate to use the word demons because there's so much misinformation and misunderstanding of just what they really are. But here, they're just like a ginormous nasty swarm of mosquitoes, looking for way in to draw blood.
So one night I'm praying for her, and it’s heavy prayer, and this cloud is thick and heavy and really agitated - pressing in to the point where they were smothering out most all of the light. I got a sense of real urgency, that something really bad was happening. So I got in there prayerfully in the Name of Jesus and did what I could to bind and silence and swat at a few of them. But I was just one man against the swarm, definitely outnumbered. So I started commanding angels to get in and fight and occupy the enemy; and I saw the angels start charging into the darkness. And then I command more to get in there, grab her, and get her out and to a place of safety. And I see more of them rush off into the scene. And so that is how I fight, binding, silencing, and commanding the angelic host to go and do battle and occupy the darkies while others get in and get her out. And I'm watching this happen in my prayer vision; I don't ever see her, but I see the forces rushing off to do battle against the swarm.
So the next day I'm talking to her and she starts telling me about how she has issues that constantly nag on her that she has always had trouble dealing with. They had all been recently piling up and squeezing her to the point where she was starting to come apart and panic attack over how the -edited- she was going to deal with them. She confessed that she’d dealt with issues like that before by cutting herself (including her wrists) and that last night she was honestly ready to do it again. Then she said, 'it was so weird, because all of a sudden this voice started telling me to get out, to urgently leave, and something just grabbed me by the arms and dragged me out of the apartment and down to my car.' She ended up sitting on a bench at the beach where people and things she encountered helped her find her peace.