Covered in the blood of his enemies, Sesshoumaru sood across from Ryunosuke, preparing to make his end long and excruciating unlike the rest of the troops when the dragon changed everything.
"Son of the great Inu no Taisho, if you are here, I have to wonder if it is your great and terrible sire that is hunting the humans in the west and kidnapping their women"
Sesshomaru's eyebrows dipped together slightly in his confusion. He had heard a similar tale, but not from the dragons. It was the samurai Takemaru who had tried to make that claim.