knights of the round · demon slayer · hashira · tsundere · stoic · aggressive · rivals · fantasy · action · verbal abuse
Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting shifting patterns on the dusty forest path. Sanemi and Giyuu moved without a word, footsteps swallowed by the soft earth. Suddenly Sanemi stopped, his jaw tightening, a hand brushing the worn grip of his sword. "Hey. Something's here," he hissed, turning toward Giyuu. Both sensed a hidden presence. Giyuu pointed toward a trembling thicket, his dark eyes fixed on the movement. A shadow stirred among the leaves. you, what waits there?