Sesshomaru awoke to a scent as sultry as freshly picked roses, and smooth bottom pushing against the curve of his hips. A low rumble bubbled from his throat, as to tell the girl within his grasp to stop, or to say 'keep going,' on her own, creating pleasure just to satisfy him. He lightly squeezed the girl, not quite awake yet. His soft cock still cloaked in the warmth of Kagome's pussy.
Kagome's eyes slowly opened, each blinking from soreness of events the night before. Her head swirled around everything that happened, her bum, sore; her legs, arms, neck, and chest sore. A mild headache pulsed against Kagome's head as she stretched her back against the man soundly. She noted that they were both naked but the morning sleepiness had yet to disappear. Her legs brushed against the cloth of the kimono and the knees of Sesshomaru, a foot dipping in the middle of his legs. She heard what sounded like a purr. Feeling frisky after their night of sexual exploration, she grinded her hips against the flaccid cock that was barely in her.
Heat pooled within Sesshomaru, he rubbed the soft skin of Kagome's hips, enjoying his mate pleasuring his hardening cock. He pushed his hardening length into his mates hole and back out again, resting the tip of his dick in the smooth crevice of Kagome's outer cavern. A rustle in the bushes next to them halted his movements as he swept his kimono over his bitch and pushed on his elbows to sit up.
"Sesshomaru?" Rin rubbed her eyes and wandered to look for her master. She noticed the pale figure of Sesshomaru's chest and walked towards it, still sleepy as well.
"Rin, head back to camp, we will leave shortly."
The young child nodded and walked back into the brush, faintly noticing Kagome laying down with her master.
Kagome ached for the warm crown of Sesshomaru's cock to fill her inside again, but a sour heat built up in Kagome's stomach, suddenly threatening to burst from her throat and burn her insides. She jerked up off the ground and vomited a green splurge of substance next to the bushes beside where they slept. She swayed from the horrible feeling as tears welled in her eyes from the burning sensation. Sesshomaru, surprised, got up, grabbing his kimono and placing it around her hips as she crouched near the ground. He steadied her swaying body as she cried from the awful feeling. Saliva filled her mouth as she spit it onto the bile, trying to rid of the sour taste. Kagome felt warm, hot, and cold at the same time, her head dizzy and unresponsive.
Sesshomaru carefully guided her bare bottom to the ground and unhooked her legs from how she was crouching. He draped the kimono over her shoulders and rushed to get water. He snatched a large leaf from their kapsack and smoothly gathered water, he knew humans and inu daiyōkai wouldn't be very compatible partners, but had no experience of the actual effects it had on humans. He crouched next to his mate, offering warm water to pour down her sore throat. She accepted the water and let him take it on from there. She was oddly exhausted and felt something burning within her stomach. Clutching onto her lower abdomen, the same feeling she had when she first arrived in the feudal era.
"Sessh..o..u..mm.," Her raw throat breathed out, "Wh..What's… Happ..ening to me?" Sesshomaru only patted her back, he hated seeing his human this way. However, a tingling vibration touched the air around them, Sesshomaru, realizing it was the sensation of the Shikon no Tama. He looked down at Kagome and shifted his hand to rest on hers, which was on her stomach. She looked up at him crouched next to her.
"Do you know what source of power is within you?" Golden eyes steady.
Kagome nodded faintly. "The sacred jewel, or..-or something… Caused your arm to be restored..? How can you tell it is within me?"
Sesshomaru wiped her mouth from drew drops of the water and helped Kagome stand, her weight still upon his arms, steadying her. "A miko 50 years ago shot my half-brother with an arrow before dying, her power sealing him to never wake and destroy the village she resided in… I believe you are the reincarnation of this shrine maiden. Her power has kept you alive many times. However, I believe it has poisoned you, since entering this world."
Kagome blinked, her head shaking back and forth, "This can't be real..Right? Can't we just cut this thing out?"
"If miasma was easy to get rid of, you wouldn't be feeling like this."
Kagome scoffed and spoke, "So if we can get rid of it.." She spit some of the foul tastes from her mouth and resumed, "..You won't need me anymore?" She bitterly hung that word in the air. Kagome was no spring chicken, she had some creepy power and from what she gathered from living with Sesshomaru, is that he was more powerful from this cursed jewel in her. He was using her. She knew, but she only wanted it to last longer.
He didn't answer the question that loomed between them. He rubbed this thumb on her back as they stood up from the smelly substances Kagome just produced.
"I only know of one being capable of curing poisons. Jinenji. You may suffer more until we arrive to his location." Sesshomaru stated. He ran a track and travel time to arrive at this village. He wanted to enter in at nightfall, for the villagers at this village were known to be hostile to any outsiders who were not of human origin. He estimated that their arrival would be within three days.
Kagome only felt slightly discomforted at the fact that she would be seeing some random guy to heal her internal pain, in which she though may just be menstrual cramps. She was too exhausted from retching to urge Sesshomaru to answer her question. They have shown her so much kindness since arriving in this world. She shifted uncomfortably.
Sesshomaru thought for Kagome's wellbeing. She was powerful, especially if he could use her to find Tessaiga. The cure will help to realize her strength, perhaps even to release the jewel from her body to claim for his own. Sesshomaru knew of his underlying cause to help the woman but could not dismiss the frivolous skips his heart made while thinking of her. Tenseiga reacted towards Kagome strongly and he was able to defeat Naraku's minion with the newfound ability, but it has not surfaced since.
"Alright… Well… if you.. Uhmm.. Could just let me dress… I'll be there in a minute.." Kagome nervously covered her exposed breasts as her head leveled back to reality.
Sesshomaru helped the girl stand properly and on her own as he gathered his own attire to exit from their promiscuous sex ground. "Very well."
Kagome dressed herself and headed to where A-Un and the others were.
"But Master!" Jaken shrieked. "We need to find Tessaiga! Not help this suffering human!"
Sesshomaru snarled and bared his fangs in aggression toward the small minion as Kagome watched in silence. He grabbed the small imp and tightened a hold around its' neck.
"You will NEVER dismiss my commands as such. We WILL leave for the village today." He spit those words onto the kappa.
"Kagome, come." Sesshomaru glared at the woman as she raised an eyebrow. 'Excuse me!?' She did not have the strength to put up with the man's tone of voice but she would definitely give him an earful after she received the medicine they traveled towards.
She got ravaged by this man last night from his sex craze, he better be nothing but a servant to her today. Kagome breathed out of her nose with a temper and climbed onto A-Un herself.
Jaken's jaw dropped at the gestures between these two. Nonetheless, he would obey Master Sesshomaru. Jaken nodded off and gathered supplies to pack onto A-Un. Rin, on the other hand, darkly looked upon the interaction. She had been feeling different since Kagome was added to the group.
Sesshomaru pulled Rin up onto the beast as they lifted off into the air.
Kagome held her stomach tighter as the hours passed. The beast flew smoothly through the currents in the air, only Kagome's heavy breaths trailed behind them. Sesshomaru could feel her temperature rising just behind. She fastened one hand on Sesshomaru's cloak, the other, where the pain was beginning to explode. Electric shocks passed through her body from the recently discovered miasma the Shikon no Tama was producing, and then, sickening waves of illness came over Kagome. Her thin pale fingers pressed into Sesshomaru as to notify him to land. She was defiantly about pass out. The silver haired man glanced behind to look at the sweating woman, ghostly pale, and slumping forward. Kagome weakly stretched her arms around Sesshomaru, hugging him as she fainted.
The dog was already landing when Kagome signaled she was about to fall. He brought the pad of his thumb to her chin to inspect her well being-when, a violent shock zipped through his fingers and electrocuted his senses as if they touched lava. The touch to her skin burned his hand, he pulled away quickly, wondering. She was slowly crumpling off A-Un before Sesshomaru grabbed her nearly fallen body by just the cloth from her chest.
Kagome awoke to a grassy surface as she vehemently vomited the contents of her stomach. Her arms limply dangled down as Sesshomaru held her from the traditional wear. She continued to splurge as nothing but green and yellow liquids dribbled out, along with specks of blood.
"Kagome, can you hear me?" Sesshomaru wiggled her body from its suspension on his hand in fear. Her body will kill itself trying to rid of the jewel in her body.
"Kagome!?" No response. Kagome closed her eyes, she could not muster any strength to reply.
"Tch, damnit." Sesshomaru gently set the girl on the cool earth. He needed to find this village, and fast.
"Jaken, Rin. Head to the East of this point, my mother lives in the mountains carrying the Meidō Stone. Relay this message: …" Mumbles and shallow words were exchanged as Kagome could feel even the vibrations of that erotic voice from the grass below as she blinked awake. The ailments she had been having through the journey seemingly disappeared. Her vision was hazy and skin hot to the touch. A languid arm steadied itself in the grass, pulling herself up in a sitting position. The pit of her womanhood ached to be controlled and taken care of. Somber brown eyes chased echoes and sounds, her ears resonating a muffled drum from somewhere in the distance. Her hand heavily lifted and touched a silky cloth, pushing in closer to find that it was Sesshomaru's knees.
Sesshomaru looked down at the touch and found a very odd and hormonal-spiked Kagome. He nodded for Jaken and Rin to pursue the Meidō Stone as a smothering scent caught his attention. Pheromones were blasting from Kagome's body. The smell was almost too much to inhale as the girl pawed at his knees, her movements slow and wobbly. Her head had a slight slackness about it, as if she couldn't keep it upright. The tilt caused her mouth to open slightly, eyes groggy but alive with erotic endeavors as she explored the newest discovery of a lifetime. Kagome caught a glimpse of gorgeous pale crystals under the firm and adjustable cloth, her body crawling to discover yet another new formation. Sesshomaru wildly raised his eyebrow as Kagome drooled opening up his kimono and having a stare down with his legs.
Miasma leaked from Kagome's body. However, it created a rather enticing taste to his senses. Sesshomaru crouched, daring to stroke her face after the molten touch earlier. Kagome giggled from the man with what looked like goofy face paint on. She felt that her body was floating, her mind in a complete high. She couldn't hold up her weight on her knees or arms any longer and crumpled smoothly to the ground. Black hair covered her face as she suddenly felt very, very cold. A chilling punch ripped up her body as she then opened her mouth, screaming. Violent vibrations wretched through the girl's body, seizing from the sudden change in heat and abhorrent feeling.
"Kagome!?" Arms immediately held the woman's shoulders to the ground to keep her steady. Ebony hair spilled around them.
"KAGOME!?" Sesshomaru couldn't stop her body from seizing. Quickly putting his knees in the ground he slid his right hand to her bare skin, the touch no longer burning. He grasped her hand to find a pulse, making sure Kagome was still with him. The dog felt helpless in such a dire situation. Kagome's body shook less now. Her eyes lidded from the shock, but no consciousness to be seen. The miasma was getting worse and he could sense thick waves of the illness fuming out from her. Sesshomaru felt like he couldn't breathe properly. Tenseiga glowed on his belt.
The girl looked dead if he didn't know any better. If this were any other being, he would have left them to die ages ago. A sharp pang in the dog's chest cleared him from the shock of Kagome's sudden emergency illness. He scooped her body up into his arms and swaddled the body into his chest. He needed to make sure her heart was still beating. Pale claws adjusted his vibrant white kimono as he carefully stepped off the ground to hover and soon fly. His flying abilities were not as smooth or fast as riding on A-Un, but needed his loyal followers to claim the pendant from his mother just in case… Sesshomaru looked down and cursed. He realized he could only learn to understand the worth of a life and gain a truly compassionate heart when the life that was worth the most to him was lost. The miasma was extremely toxic to humans, and Kagome had very little time left.
He cursed at the gods, damned them for making this women a human. He cursed at himself for not realizing it sooner, not taking care of the miasma. He knew the affect it had on humans. He could not stand to see Kagome die on him. Teeth grinded together as he flew through the air, grieving at the low-pulsed woman curled in his arms. He knows she won't make it.
Kagome dove in and out of the black haze of consciousness. She felt so cold, as if she's never known heat, the pain cutting through every tissue in her body. She could feel a chilling wind blow past her body as she sighed into the only warmth available. The dog hugged her as fully as he could, trying to ease the shaking.
2 and a half days passed.
Kagome was only breathing in small gasps at this point. Her arms were sickly thin, that soft plush face now had deep hollow cheek indents. She stopped eating and drinking about a day ago. Sesshomaru had dark purple bags under his eyes from his constant worry and travel, he wasn't stopping. He began talking to Kagome when she fell into a coma. He whispered his fears, when he felt happiest, and his childhood memories to the wind. The girl never stirred.
He scented the air and recognised the herbal bringings of the village Jinenji resided in. It was around midnight as Sesshomaru touched down to the farmed soil and abruptly entered a small hut on the outskirts of the village. An aged woman was manically praying at a small shrine, where a large Hanyō was photoed in a small silver frame.
"Jinenji." Sesshomaru croaked out of his dry throat. The aged woman, startled, screamed and held up a heavy sword.
"Human woman. I will not harm you." Concerned, golden eyes moved around the room, only sensing this old woman who lived here.
"Do you happen to know of a Hanyō who is an expert healer? He goes by Jinenji."
The woman began to cry, the greatsword falling to the floor.
"The town…" She began, her tears slowing so she could talk, "The people here, for a very long time now, have blamed my son for the deaths of many. A disease wiped out five villagers about a week ago and my son…" She blew her nose into the ragged material she wore.
"My son, Jinenji, tried to go into the village to give herbs to the sick. However…" Hands covered her face in agony of the memory.
"...The village decided his demon blood was the cause of all their problems. They tied him up and burned him at the stake.."
Sesshomaru could not have arrived at a worse time.
"I created a shrine behind the village's graveyard to honor my son. I believe the villagers are going to burn it down as well. There have been screams… I've heard in the distance, ghostly purple demons have been arising since this afternoon, attacking our town." Her voice began to tremble.
'Naraku' Sesshomaru thought, 'How could he have known they were traveling here? The jewel. He knew…! The miasma can be cured.' He swallowed hard, clutching Kagome to his heart, her pulse withering.
An explosion interrupted their thoughts as audible screams rang through the air.
"They're going to kill us!" The woman started shrieking again.
"They're going to find us and kill us! Please! Jinenji's spirit is still in the shrine! Save his soul! PLEASE!" Wrinkled hands flew toward Sesshomaru trying to find a response. He paced a few steps back and nodded. A shrine can still heal. That's all he needed.
Curtly, he nodded to the estranged old woman and quickly escorted himself out. A scent of burning wood and blood wafted toward him, as he looked up above the village, a large mushroom fireball loomed and lit the town up in a noxious flame. He sprinted to the opening of the village, Naraku's demons pillaging the now desolate town. Most of the villagers were alive and fighting back. Warding fairly well against Naraku's spawns.
"YOU!... DEMON!" One of the villagers screamed at Sesshomaru, the whole village seemed to turn toward now the true threat. A visible being to blame for the destruction of their town.
"HOW DARE YOU!" A woman howled. The men finished off a purple yokai as they came closer.
"I require passage to the shrine of Jinenji. Move." Sesshomaru commanded. Weapons clicked as men and women of the village formed a line. The flames crackled as the dogs eyes narrowed.
Mercenaries of the village reigned at the front facing the silver haired prey. They jeered and had their weapons drawn, set for blood. "Well? Are we gonna kill 'em or let 'em stand there!?" The crowd of men gruffed a cocky laugh as one man in the mob aligned himself and drew back his arm. They knew what these creature were, anyone who wasn't a human, was not trusted. The men would die for fighting against demons. They didn't give a shit about what was happening around them, already seeing the destruction the demons caused.
Rough blazes of fire were eating away cottages and came crashing down. The volume of each crack and boom of the village was boisterous and rallied the men laughing. Cracks in the infrastructure of the village and the audible fume of flames set the mood of the newly turned battleground.
Sesshomaru bared his top canines and held Kagome tightly, turning his chest to evade the fools blocking his path. He could easily wield a weapon with one hand now. But, Sesshomaru had no intention to murder these people. He thought too highly of himself to lift his sword against them. A gruff dark-haired man eyed the filthy beast and grabbed a sturdy tan handle from his back scabbard. He didn't fear any damn demons like his fellow farmers. He harshly pushed people from around him and cocked his upper body back, then snapping an arm forward, hurling a sharp spun dagger. It whirled in almost perfect aim, soaring to the demon, the sharp blade quickly lancing through Sesshomaru's flesh, protruding out the opposite end of his left shoulder. The long barbed dagger held remnants of his ligament, which was now detached. The force of the throw made Sesshomaru wince and it pushed him forward, he carefully let the weak Kagome to sit onto the ground.
'...Kagome..I apologize for letting it come to this..' He thought. Her body was frail, and he knew only of her pain she experienced on the outside. He should have dodged the attack, but his focus on Kagome was all that consumed him. 'Fools.'
Blood streamed from his shoulder as he looked at the wound. His lips curled. Preparing to transform.
"That should be a nice parting gift, you scummy bastard!"
"YEAH! We'll take care of your BITCH too!" A perverted man licked his lips looking at Kagome.
"Just TRY and attack us you filth! How DARE you destroy our home!" Women screamed at the demon. The snickering became louder as insults were directed at the pair in front of them.
Sesshomaru took a step forward before stopping, his hand hovering over Tokijin. Kagome sprawled on the ground behind him.
"We will not harm you. Do not attack." Sesshomaru spoke, the cutlass visibly causing a commotion among the crowd of men, they laughed at the statement and had people grab materials of their own to spike into the demon.
"...Haha...Come'on you sons'ofa bitches, KILL THAT DEMON!"
The men were cheering at the first hit and began throwing rubble and useless daggers at the inu daiyōkai. He unsheathed Tokijin and blocked the oncoming rain of objects. A line of archers hidden behind the crowd aimed their ranged weapons directly at the cursed girl, giving no warning as they released fire among the other weapons being thrown as distractions. In utter shock, Sesshomaru looked upon the arrows traveling toward the unresponsive miko. His mind baffled at the sight of humans trying to 'Help,' Kagome by killing her. A particular dagger struck Tokijin with force as Sesshomaru's weapon wobbled in his grip, he couldn't block them all. Instinctively, he grabbed the girl and shielded her body as the arrows stuck through his back. Roughly twelve projectiles sank into the demon's skin. Blood trickled down his arms, where he had placed on either side of Kagome's body.
The iron arrows clung to his back in a distorted manner. Sesshomaru's eyes wandered to Kagome's body. His breathing staggered, thick blood filling his lungs. Red ooze dripped from his mouth as he gasped above Kagome, drips of crimson blood staining the beautiful skin below him.
'Damnit…'
The bolts in his back moved as he did, elegantly picking up the girl, the pain wasn't an option to worry about at this point. A dark aura grew as he withdrew his left arm from under Kagome, holding her with his stronger appendage. She was cradled against his chest. No one will dare touch his bitch. He duly pulled the bloody pirate blade from his shoulder and dropped it, while picking up Tokijin. His eyes held a dark presence and he held his stature low to the ground as someone gasped at the aptitude of the blade when it glowed. He cradled Kagome close, his right arm tightly around her legs and back. Number one priority was getting Kagome to safety, and these people didn't seem to understand..They were close enough in radius to butcher...He could just wipe the people of their town and save what was most important to him… But Kagome..
'Damn.. Kagome… Please.. Stay with me, we can do this.' His thoughts pleaded as he looked at the crowd once again, ready to commit mass genocide of this village.
"Move." The dog warned, as the arrows in his back fashioned him to have a larger presence. No one dared to obey, nor disobey. Fear held them in place as a red shine glided among the demons eye. He needed to move past them to the shrine. This was his only chance.
"I think this filthy demon needs another lesson, ehy!?" A thick chested man fatally let loose a single arrow, sailing toward the girl in his arms. Sesshomaru cracked a morbid smile and deflected the pewny attack. 'Bastards, human trash'
Sesshomaru gripped Kagome tightly and swiftly spun his sword around his hand, the length pointing at the crowd of famers and smiths. He growled and with great force, the snarl erupting from his throat like a tiger defending it's prey.
"WELL GET 'EM DAMMIT!" The men were hesitating from the ghastly sight, yet focused on surrounding Sesshomaru. He eyed the men walking up, his arm and sword placed in a counter position. He could smell the sweat and fear of these men and took the opportunity. A white streak was the last thing the first row of villagers saw; He vengefully swung Tokijin and brutally decapitated the front line of humans, as their bodies slid off their own flesh, the legs being the first body part to dip. His arm rippled from the resistance met by cutting through the people. The sword sickly halted at the midway of a male with leather armor, grotesquely clinging between his half-severed spine. The man armed with a bow weakly looked down as a spurt of black and yellow liquid gushed from his belly, soaking Sesshomaru's dark boots.
Goldish red eyes dismissed the fluid. His arm still tightly holding Kagome, fluids from the dead bodies squirted on her legs as Sesshomaru attacked. A deadly growl wavered through the air as he flung the useless body off Tokijin; it was visibly warped to the heavier side of his oaf body, a sharp crack silenced the chatter. The man's spine snapping as it hit the ground, blood spurting on everyone within six feet. The victim was gurgling vile liquid up, struggling to stay alive, as an unmistakably putrid odor of decaying/dead bodies rose. Sesshomaru gutted the people who called them filth and carved through the humans with anger.
Torches illuminated the night. Upon what people saw, many people vomited from the gore. Bodies were everywhere, heads stepped on and kicked; arms, legs, and body parts were mangled from their original person, leaving an ugly, twisted carcass in the light's path. All painted with a heavy coat of blood and acidic intestinal obstructions left by others. Sesshomaru ripped through the screaming crowd. He obliterated skulls that were in his path, crushing them with his heels, enraged and enlightened aftering hearing a loud "POP," from the broken being.. A woman screamed on the ground as he slayed the men and women with weapons. Her arm and legs were broken as she escaped from a destroyed building, and what looked like a dead child under her. The child's snapped body visible under hers. The dog snarled and drove the blade into her neck and twisted, blood spilling out from her eyes and mouth. He unsheathed the blade from her and straightened up.
Demon eyes scanned the battlefield. A sharp snarl was uttered by Sesshomaru and noticed his hands on Kagome were burning. The blood spilling down his back blurred his vision, and momentarily disabled him from walking. She was unconsciously releasing energy. He directed his attention up, making a footstep toward the inner walls of the shrine.
Suddenly, Sesshomaru felt Kagome wince, then felt an atrocious pressure build at his ribs. His body launched forward to his horror, as he glanced down to see a three-pronged spear had struck through his chest. Four bloody rib bones bulged from his breast, dangling between the trident. His eyes widened as the prongs at the end had even ripped into Kagome's arm, holding her bridal style-closest to his chest. His blood splat onto the girl's face. Staining her face in a black-red mess.
The great demon grunted, bubbled up thick fluid and fell down to his knees. The damage to his physique was apparent and explicit. Shock and adrenaline fueled Sesshomaru as he felt no pain, but red substance oozed out of his open mouth, slowly dripping down his chin, dripping quicker every second. His head lolled forward, breath gurgling as he tried to breathe in, he looked down again, trying to preserve the girl he was slowly dropping. He desperately tried to keep his eyes open, his balance faltering. His consciousness fading. He coughed from the restricted and bloodied airflow and retched ounces of blood from his throat. The putrid smell gagged his mind, eyes half-lidded, empty. Blood was pooling below his legs as he finally dropped forward. Flat onto Kagome. Her body crushed under the pike and arrows that was Sesshomaru.
Kagome's eyes wistfully opened to see the light fading from Sesshomaru's.
'No. please... no...NO!' Her lips were turning purple from the cold as her mind screamed. She couldn't move her body under Sesshomaru's weight as one of her arms had been pinned into a sharp trident weapon. She turned her head from Sesshomaru's hollow eyes and with her only arm left, she reached toward Tenseiga.
The body that once resurrected the Shikon Jewel ignited power as the man on top of her solemnly watched. His eyes glazed. Blood spilling from almost every hold in Sesshomaru's body.
'Please..' Kagome reached out toward the dimly glowing Tenseiga on Sesshomaru's waist. Her body shined a warm pink, the hand touched the hilt. A shriek erupted from her throat as she forced the sacred jewel to enrich the weapon with power. Her hand then became limp and lifeless. Her motions stopped and made a wet, "thump," on the floor. Sesshomaru was proud of what little she was trying to do, he too, felt warm.
'I'm, warm?' The sensation hit him.
...The arrows..
Bewildered, and grasping onto the thread of consciousness, he could feel them slip out of his skin... They arrows dropped to either side of his body, the skin around the wounds sealing in a hot fiery glow. The blood soaking through his clothing subsided and he glanced at the insensible girl, breathing. Her eyes were lidded and her jaw slacked as if it were broken. The weapon remained skewed his abdomen but he had enough strength just to push Kagome upon the mat in the shrine.
Sesshomaru laid still, trying to even out his breathing. He needed to know that Kagome would make it out safe. Blood seeped through the wooden flooring as he attempted to position his hands to apply pressure on his chest wound. The bones were clear to see as he looked down, his vision gray. He managed to pull himself into a sitting position and slowly looked behind his body to see bright bursts of light.
Villagers outside were blocked and occupied by a miracle of A-Un and Jaken hurling flames and blue fire at the mob away from the shrine as it only took seconds before the temple began to shake. Human bodies were charred and scaled before they had a chance in disturbing the shrine. A priestess appeared above Kagome's body, studying her condition without words. Jinenji's spirit beside them. Sesshomaru swayed with the vibrating temple, his eyes unfocused. His own spirit failed him as he slumped before Kagome's unconscious body. Unable to muster any further strength.