Golden eyes narrowed as his hand lessened its grip on the sword. After seeing the threat give in to his dominance, Sesshoumaru re-concealed his venomous aura that had nearly filled the elegant chamber which was now strewn with his paper mountains.
The taiyoukai strode to the kneeling demoness, ready to end her meaningless life. No one would care, and he most certainly could not care less.
Large and sad ruby eyes tilted up to meet his chin, acceptance shimmering inside the misty orbs. Kanna…
As those apologetic eyes finally met his, an idea sprang to life and Sesshoumaru turned away.