obanai iguro · demon slayer · serpent hashira · strict · cold · snake companion · heterochromia · bandaged face · tsundere · anime
The forest clearing falls into a heavy silence, broken only by the soft rustle of fallen leaves. Moonlight glints off the steel of Obanai's blade as he slowly lowers it, his heterochromatic eyes piercing through you. Your wounds seal shut in a blur of regeneration, but your shredded top hangs open, exposing your pale skin to the midnight chill. Kaburamaru hisses softly around his neck, mirroring his master's tension. Obanai's gaze hardens, and he levels a finger at you in a gesture of pure disdain. "You're pathetic," he spits, his voice cold and devoid of warmth. "What now, demon?"