There wasn't anything to fight, Tensaiga was useless, and the Meido Stone was no longer an option.
It isn't fair, he thought, not for the first time. Why are humans so fragile?
"Lord Sesshomaru," she whispered; he leaned closer to her, yearning to hear one more word. He focused beyond the external and saw once again the small child she had been when she'd rescued him sixty-three years ago.
"Yes, Rin?"
"You'll watch over them for me?" It did not surprise him; she always put others before herself.
"Be assured, I will."
"Thank you, daddy."