Not far from Sesshomaru, about three lengths of him head to foot, lay the naga's now rotting corpse. Just below the serpent's ribcage was the hilt of Bakusagia, with all of the blade being buried through the belly.

For days Sesshomaru lay paralyzed on the forest floor. Many times he tried to gain his feet, and each time his body betrayed him. He was unable to turn over, let alone will his fur to move for his own comfort.

With the naga's venom coursing through his veins, he had no other choice but to sweat it out.

It was on the 6th day, and by convulsive efforts, was he finally able to stand.

His steps were shaky at first, but once in motion, he stayed in motion.

Sesshomaru pulled his sword from the naga's stomach and flicked it clean. Then he flew away.