This was what Nedrie loved most about human beings. Watching their reactions as they received difficult news. How many different expressions and meltdowns had he seen in his six hundred years of living? The brave faces that twisted into agony. The beautiful faces that shattered into agony. The calm faces that descended into chaos. It was always quite a sight. What kind of face would this new unique human show him? The thought made the corners of his mouth rise. With keen eyes, he watched the human woman’s face. It was blank as of now, having just received her death sentence. Wide, ochre eyes staring with a tinge of shock. Yes, now the second emotion—the true emotion—will emerge.
Now, there were a few expressions he could think of. Despair, denial, rage, resignation. These were the options he’d seen through the years. But when her face finally changed, it only halted the smile that had been creeping on his face. He had never seen this one. Not in this context.
A haughty look. A hateful look. A determined look. The sharpness in her eyes was startling, as was the immensely conceited smirk her lips curled into. “You think something like this can kill me?” She scoffed, her eyes flickering to Nedrie. “Something this small? How naive.”
Celestria’s emotions had calmed down to a frightening degree. Now it was just cold rage. Cold and purposeful. She was not going to die. It was as simple as that. She had already died once, and yet here she was. Her vehement spite for death was too strong after all. The snake before her was visibly very shocked, his jaw dropped.
And then he gave a truly unnatural grin. “Excellent. EXCELLENT!! This is excellent!! Celestria Voltaire, you’re excellent!”
This didn’t faze her. “I’ve decided that I will help you, Celestria.”
“Help me?”
Abruptly, Nedrie shot up, his sickening grin morphing into something ghastly.
What...?
Celestria felt a cold shiver down her spine. Something was wrong.
But it was too late. Nedrie swiftly lunged forward before Celestria could react, the thin fangs in his mouth viciously bared at her racing to her throat.
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