Crimson eyes glinted with malice as Naraku watched from the shadows. The last monk descendent gritted his teeth and strained against the tunnel as the wind increased.

Miroku let out a painful holler as his body shook from the intensity. Slender arms suddenly supported him from behind. He glanced back and yelled in horror, "No, Sango! You'll be sucked in!"

Their gazes met. "I won't go! I love you..."

Using his last ounce of strength, Miroku pulled her into his arms. "I will always love you..." Tears poured down their faces as they embraced and kissed, the darkness overtaking them.