[@KatherinWinter][@SoulEater]
Bence stopped short in front of the door as a young girl swung it opened, gave him a look, and then ran away. He watched her run, stepping into the house while still panting. He didn't do long distance running, most of his strength was upper body. That was also in short supply. Taking in one final breath, the boy turned his attention to the man who had run off briefly, but was now standing before him with weapons. Bence had so many questions for these people. Who were they? What were those creatures? What is this place? So many more that would most likely never get answered, especially if they died here.

[color=aquamarine]"Bence"[/color]. The man started off pointing to himself. The demon looking through his eyes, eyeing the weapons in the other mans hand. [color=teal]"Ooooo that, no that one. Make it rain blood little Ben"[/color] It whispered to him, however Bence continued after a pause to see if the man would tell him his own name.

Deciding to take action with his demon, Bence stuck his hand. [color=aquamarine]"Anyone will do. I'll take the scaly one. Know anyway to kill it?"[/color] Bence asked as he was handed a weapon. His demon screaming at him to ask questions later and just make pudding out of the creatures.