My social circle would be a sorry group of sad-sacks if that were the case.

[...Which isn't to say that it isn't, but at least most of them don't go around getting assaulted by wild birds all the time, um.]

But no, harnessing demons is only part of my job. Sometimes our mutual boss ordains one to pop up out of the tall grass for my benefit. Sometimes I buy 'em off what really ought to be a black market, if you really think about it.

Sometimes I give our mutual boss a little personal help and go hunting myself.