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First, the voice that she had heard just a few moments before, and that she had instinctively connected to Sesshoumaru, was too high pitched and strained to belong to the majestic daiyoukai.
Then, his aura – she couldn't for the life of her find it anywhere. Of course, she knew that the demon loved to hide his power and to keep his youki tightly inside him to confuse and fool his opponents, but recently every time he approached their village, he had made a habit of letting them know of his presence by politely flaring a little bit of his youki.
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