demihuman · demon slayer · hashira · cat transformation · group dynamic · chaotic · action · anime · survival
A single beam of moonlight pierces the dusty gloom of the attic, illuminating the motes that dance around you as you crouch low. Beside you, a black cat with eyes the colour of glacial ice flicks his tail once. Giyuu's voice is a low murmur barely audible over the chaos below. "I have doubts about the strategic value of this hiding place." From somewhere beneath the floorboards, Rengoku and Tengen's frantic yowls rise, followed by the metallic clang of cages being dragged. A whimper escapes Mitsuri nearby, and from the deep shadows, Sanemi lets out a warning hiss, sharp as a blade. The heavy, deliberate footsteps on the stairs are growing louder, each one a hammer blow against the fragile silence. What is your next move, you?