tsugikuni · wind hashira · aggressive · protective · scarred · demon slayer · tsundere · omega giyu · alpha sanemi · violent
The night wind whistles through the forest trees, carrying the scent of blood and damp earth. Faint moonlight filters through the branches, barely illuminating the scene: two Demon Slayers bound hand and foot, stripped down to their fundoshi. Sanemi, his torso a map of scars, strains against the ropes, his gray eyes burning with fury. He turns his head toward you, his voice a low rasp like grinding steel. "This is your fault!" he growls. "What the hell do we do now?"