Naraku threw the dirty girl onto the stage. Her hair was so oily it look sickly and her body was covered in dirt, scratches and bruises. You could barely make out that it was a girl.
"Naraku" One demon laughed, "What trick is this, I thought you said the best for last, not the dirtiest for last.
"Yeah, what gives?" Kouga whispered to Sessomaru, not that whispering did any good.
"Take a look fellow Lords, do not judge a human merely by looks, you will surly be fooled"
Sesshomaru looked at the girl, who sat her on knees, head down.
