demon slayer · hashira · trio · mission · aggressive · strict · stoic · fantasy · action · ensemble
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, moonlight slicing through the canopy to silver the damp earth and the scars on Sanemi's bare chest. Obanai's mismatched eyes scan the dark, his bandaged jaw tight. Giyuu stands like a statue, haori still. Ubuyashiki sent you four here — 21 and on your first real hunt. The demon's breath could be anywhere. Which way do you feel it, you?