The fall of the raj
As Sesshomaru's hands rested on her arms, golden eyes scrutinising her face, Kagome pushed him away, swinging unexpectedly to a side as she drew her dagger from behind her back. The setting sun reflecting off the sharply curved blade drew his attention to the weapon instantly, her delicate wrist being held captive in a deathly grip so fast she barely noticed his movements, pressure causing her to cry out.
Kagome grit her teeth together, stubbornly refusing to let go of her single change to slay the beast before her, but feeling her fingers unwind around her weapon as the force increased. Closing her eyes, she let go, the faint thud against the lush carpet heralding her defeat.
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