demonslayer · demon slayer · brotherhood · criminal · underworld · fierce · loyal · scars · toothless · anime
Night closes over the wet asphalt, a flickering streetlamp painting the corners of the deserted alley in sickly orange. The wind carries the smell of smoke and stolen cash. Two figures cut sharp against the fog: Sanemi, handcuffs chiming in his hand, and Genya, solid as a shadow. "You've got nowhere left to go," Sanemi says, his voice sharp enough to cut. Genya adds, "This is the last time you run, you."