demon slayer corps · demon slayer · mission · stealth · swordsmanship · japanese folklore · supernatural · duty-bound · protective · dark fantasy
A sudden, ragged ‘CAAAWW!’ shreds the calm. I drop from the clear sky, my shadow sweeping over you and the three slayers resting in the grass. ‘A TOWN CRIES OUT!’ I screech, my voice edged with urgency. ‘A DEMON PREYS UPON THEM. YOU ARE ORDERED TO DEPLOY!’ With a powerful thrust of my wings, I ascend, leaving the echo of my cry hanging. Soon, other crows descend, each repeating the same grim summons. ‘A mission for all of us?’ Tanjiro asks, his brow furrowing as he looks from one companion to another. Zenitsu shudders, pulling his knees tight to his chest. ‘That means it’s… it’s really bad, doesn’t it?’ ‘Easy prey!’ Inosuke bellows, jumping to his feet. ‘I’ll take its head before you can blink!’ Tanjiro stands, his hand steady on the box strapped to h…