Chapter 9: Pretending


Sesshoumaru's curiosity was quickly getting the better of him, despite his efforts. The miko energies rose and fell in rapid succession. Even from this distance, when they rose, they prickled against his skin, making his hairs stand on end. Clearly the doings of an untrained miko. If she was even aware she had the powers to begin with.

Pretending to lose interest again, Sesshoumaru closed his eyes. Humans. How they thrived as they had, was beyong him. How could great demons, such as himself, fall before creatures so ordinary and mundane? Even those who possessed talents, such as this miko, knew nothing of the power they held. They went about their pitiful, short existence without a thought to harness the power they possessed and better themself. Perfection. One should always strive for it.

Now, the sound of voices reached his ears. Three female humans, one was quite panicked. "No. Guys, really, please just listen to me..." his ears picked up, before her voice was cut off by the elevator hitting the bottom.

A wave of miko energy swept over the room the moment the elevator doors swished open. Many of the lesser demons shrieked with pain.