"I said, hand over the swords!" the would-be attacker apparently repeated. He was rather large, for a weasel demon. Swathed in fur and battles scars, he was likely accustomed to getting what he demanded from unsuspecting couples traipsing through the village. And though his blade looked formidable from its threatening place just inches from Sesshoumaru's face, he was clearly outmatched. Couldn't he see he was dealing with a very armed inuyoukai? This demon had to either be very brave, or very stupid.
Completely unintimidated, the couple regarded one another for a long pause, before bursting into laughter.