Yami

[Kijiri]

She unshealthed her blade, blood and sweat rolling down her forehead. "Alright you bastards!" She brandished her blade before her, fangs exposed to the hord of demons gathering before her enemy's castle. Naraku's castle, that is.

Demons shot out from out of no where, crying out, growling, screaming as they charged at her, fangs, claws, and weapons bared.

Leaping upwards, her sword slashed endlessly against the bodies, scales, and rough skin of every demon she could kill. Landing back on the ground on the balls of her feet, she kneeled down onto her knee-caps, the end of her sword peircing the hard damp earth. Using the hilt for support, she breathed in heavily while rain began to sprinkle down from the heaven's. Standing, she said, "I will not..." Her sword glowed a mysterious and odd like purple glow. "loose to you..." She lifted her sword up high. "Or Naraku!"

She leapt up into the air and began to once again attack, and in somewhere in the back of her mind, she wished someone, anyone, would help her.

[Aerith]

"Would you like some help?" Asked Sango who was on Kilala. She threw her Hiraikotsue in the air killing some of the demons.

[Kijiri]

The woman turned her head, sweat falling from her foread. Smiling her thanks, she continued to fight until every last being and demon was defeated. Falling to her knees, she said to the girl whom which held a large boomerang, "thank you for your assistance."