Demon Copperhead Discussion Questions Novels & Stories

My pulse was at a steady pace but beating hard against my chest neck and abdomen. Breathe, breathe. I repeated to myself. I tiled my head to show I was confused by her question. “Besides the stories about you guys being evil and stuff. What’s it’s like being a demon?” I understood her question completely but another question invaded my thoughts repeatedly without consent, who am I? who am I? who am I?.

The Fifth Fiend Lord asked. A reflection of the emerald-green luminescence flashed in Chu Xun's eyes. "What's it to you? Are you demons afraid of the Poison of Fire too?" "That is not important. You only need to say if you're agreeable to this trade." Chu Xun's lips twisted wryly. From the behavior of the prime demon, the Subterranean Devils Clan must have suffered from the Poison of Fire as well. That explained the Fifth Fiend Lord's insistence to find out the answer.

"Lord Fifth, calm down. He's just guessing. Don't take it so seriously!" Doug embraced the snake head and glared at Chad, saying, "Corpse Herbs are an occult item, while immortals practice the righteous path. Your words are an insult!" Chad scratched his head in embarrassment. He never expected the spotted python beside Doug to be so large. However, he still could not understand the notion that those so-called immortal animals could understand human speech. "You're pretending really well. Can they really understand what we're saying?" Doug glared at Chad, and with a hoarse voice, he angrily retorted, "You're not welcome here. Get out!"

“Yes, and it was deadly, too. Do you hear that low hissing sound?” “Oh, no! Do you think the storm has driven the diamondback rattlesnakes from their lairs?” “We already witnessed the parade of scorpions. Now we’ll see the procession of vipers. Let’s stand on our two chairs till they pass. Take my hand. Can you feel the chair? Stand on the chair’s seat. I will stand on the chair next to yours.” “What if the rattlers seek refuge in this space? Shouldn’t we roll down the door now?”

"The only way to fight this demon is to understand the nature and character of other Hunters." Iris thought of doing an impromptu interview to understand each member there. "Then, do demons eat humans?" She asked again. Shane immediately snapped her fingers excitedly. "Good question!"

This time, however, Old Copper's eyebrows were furrowed quite a bit and by the end of it, he crumpled the letter to dust within his bare hands. "Tell me everything that took place and leave nothing out," was what Old Copper said to Kirou as he turned towards the young Lycan. Kirou took a second before he figured out what the old dwarf was asking, following which he retold the events of that dungeon run as it took place. By the end of it, Old Copper's grip on the couch's armrest had caused said armrest to be bent out of place.

“I’ve got another question. This one is pack business, apologies to Olaf for lying.” “Hmm,” offering me a cup of the tea. “Take it, it’s calming,” as I made myself sit down and slurp some minty, fungal concoction. “I’d have preferred a whisky,” I muttered, glaring down at it. “Well?” she said again, making me feel like she was a grandma teasing a school report of me. “If I told you of a demon that was an oily black lump, with a haze of distortion around it’s mass. It’s voice makes the ground tremble…I know of nothing like that from my studies but I have been assured of its existence.”

Who are you hating, Slo or Dex? ‘Damn it, Al, don’t call them that.’ I was reading ‘Red for Demons and Danger: A Researched Study on Why Demon’s History must never be Forgotten’ while Jade was on ‘The Fundamental Understanding of Twilight’. Just when I sneaked a look at her, I saw that her eyebrows were raised and she was batting her eyelashes… Jade had found something.

“How unpleasant,” -- As we found a good place to talk to, at the courtyard garden under the night sky, I sat on a marble bench while both of them stood up, forming a circle, or a triangle instead. “What is it now?” I asked, starting this meeting. I folded my arms, embracing myself from the cold atmosphere. “You might as well start elaborating the dangers that blonde gay-like guy has,” the black-haired demon disrespectfully stated. “What’s with his superhuman senses, can he really see through a dragon?”

“What did we do? Ophelia was right, that’s not a nature spirit.” Denver held the gun with a steady hand, his voice trembling with excitement. “It’s a demon, Coop. Yeah, they exist. Fucking wild, isn’t it? Those bitch ass nature spirits won’t help us, but these creatures—these Gods—they will. They’ll give us everything we want and more.” Coop reared back as if slapped, “What the fuck? Den, listen to me. We can’t do this. We can’t mess around with this shit. Look at that thing!”