Seventy-Seven.
Sesshoumaru-sama tried pinching the bridge of his nose, but found himself rubbing only an unfamiliar beak instead. With a discomfited grunt, he opened his eyes and frowned at the priestess.
"That, miko, is what happens when a inuyoukai has no control over his beast, and let it rule their body and their mind", he explained grudgingly. "Are you familiar with my half-brother's condition, and what used to happen to him when his youkai blood took charge?"
Mouth suddenly dry, Kagome nodded her comprehension.
"A strong emotion usually instigates it, so the beast lacks the clarity to undergo a full shift."
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(100 words.)
