"For goodness sake! That was an absurd thing I heard from a demon. I can't feel anything on you, Asmoed. Cut the crap!" She said it angrily.
"I'm not talking about sexual attraction. I don't like it either. I am talking about another kind of connection," he said.
"What connection? A brotherly connection? I was created through science, and I don't have the genes of a demon. And you... you can't just turn your back on your old ways that easily. Even humans had difficulty with their old ways. You led a debauched life, Asmoed; don't patronize me. Tell me what you want, and I'll try my best to understand," she said.
"Are you sure?" He challenged her. He was referring to the demon genes.
Venus didn't say a word. He was right; she was not sure of her origin. What of the witch? Her blood runs through her veins. What if she was the daughter of a demon prince? Why she was beyond normal? What if science is not the reason for her power?
