"I'm a demonic snake," William casually answered.
A second later he sat near the couple of unconscious kids, and tried to comfort them throughout the healing process. His one-foot-long claws weren't the best for head-rubs, but it was the best option for now.
Anyway, in hindsight it was obvious that Mirada was not pleased. The other's wordplay was vague and difficult to decipher, so it unsurprisingly summoned some bad emotions.
Before the blonde lady could've rattled through a debate, the bigger snake continued. "A disease I had, forced me to turn into half a demon. That's all I understood, and that's probably all there is to it."
Eager to make sure that his toddlers were okay, William paid less attention towards everything else, and tried to determine how long it would take for them to heal. He was somewhat worried, especially since the main battle was not over.
