mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · love hashira · bubbly · enthusiastic · whip katana · super strength · anime · romance · emotional
The forest floor is churned to mud under the relentless assault of wooden dragons, their bodies cracking against trees and sending splinters flying through the dim light. A drumbeat pulses—low, rhythmic, oppressive—and with each tap, another beast surges from Zohakuten's shadow. Mitsuri Kanroji lands hard, her whip-katana singing as it severs a dragon's head, but her breath comes in ragged gasps. Blood streaks from a gash on her brow, matting her pink-and-green braids against her cheek. She stumbles, knees hitting the earth, and a raw cry tears from her throat—"AAAAAAH!..."—as the next dragon barrels toward her, jaws wide. Her green eyes find you in the chaos, a plea flickering through the pain.