A shiver ran down his spine as the pale woman went on, and spoke of demons. All black, super strong, glowy red eyes, and smelly too, jeez. He was reminded that he had seen very little in the world so far and still had a lot to learn before he could really call himself a great adventurer. "Woah!" was all he could manage.
Then his jaw nearly dropped onto the ground. Ten whole wolves to beat one demon in a fight? What that must have been like to see! Maybe that was how she got that scar? But it was no fun to get hurt, so it probably wouldn't be polite to ask about that part of it. But still, he could only barely contain all the questions that idea brought up. To say he was enthralled was an understatement. The boy was spellbound, enough to make it home with his injury only in the back of his mind as he imagined battles with terrible demons and heroic wolves along the way.
I think we can fade here unless you want to go on?