My Name is 'Miss'

Marielle and Xena emerged from Xena’s tent, both exhausted. They both collapsed on their chairs and sighed.

“Does your friend have a history with venom?” Xena asked Alexander.

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“The venom was neutralized when I was about to take care of it. The decay around her shoulder started to turn back to normal, too.”

“Which means…?” Éclair asked.

“Which means-” Marielle paused for so long, Alexander could only think it was intentionally for dramatic effect. “Either she’s immune to snake lady venom or she has really fast-working supernatural antibodies. We believe the latter is more believable, otherwise the venom would not have had any effect on her.”

“That’s great! Good work, guys!” Éclair smiled. “Perfect timing, too. The food is ready.”

They all ate in silence; the only