305 305 - A fellow victim

'Aren't you a constrictor?' he asked back, staring at the fang marks on the girl's forearm.

'I look like one. I'm a demon, though. Also, I don't think non poisonous snakes have fangs, only tiny teeth,' her words made him enter contemplation, as he cast a wall of fire around the two, curious about the girl's answer.

'Whatever, so long as she tells me the stuff before she dies, I'm fine with it,' Noah said while shrugging inwardly. He still remembered how she used to bite the people in the petstore where he bough her a while back. If they didn't die, she probably didn't have any venom either way. "So, ready to talk?" he asked, while the shocked assassin stared at the flames in awe. 

"Yeah..." she said, her mind completely elsewhere, as she sad down on the floor, dropping her dagger. "But I'll ask you a favor."

"Sure, what is it? And why," Noah asked, confused, seeing she had just completely let go of her will to fight.