Going off to fight, Sesshoumaru pulls one of Naraku's tricks, but his choice is rather... different. 100 words.
"Um, I really don't think—"
She cut off as he carefully pierced his own stomach with his claws, reached in, under his ribcage, and extracted his heart. He held it out to her. It was not bloody, or even particularly gross. It continued to beat in his hand. "Here. Keep this for me."
She took it from him, staring from it to his face.
And then he was gone.
