Rundas
"Hah! So you would pay me with the blood of women and children?" The demon snorted, mocking the cultists for that insulting gesture. Well, they could do it for all she cared, and it would honestly paint the floors with a nice carpet for her.
"Cut the crap already, I'm in a good mood for now and your jokes will end up spoiling it. A hunter has no need for sheep. You've got this whole thing all nice and tidy, and yet you couldn't figure out this much?"
She put a hand on her hip and spoke casually, completely betraying the hellish appearance of the knight of the hunting grounds. Despite that, her words carried a hunger ready to claim whatever it could get its fangs on.
"A sacrifice is not a transaction, its a way for me to tell how serious you are. And you don't look very serious about this my friend. How about you offer your heart quietly without making a fuss?" She sneered at the boy, but she was far from joking. No, perhaps this was her way of poking at the meat to see how it'd react. But there was no mistake she'd take more than a heart if the response did not please her.