"Ha ha ha ha! Pathetic! After all of this time, you still don't understand!" Sango lay sprawled on the floor, wincing in pain from a laceration made on her side. Kagura towered over her, her fan covering most of her face. She watched as her fallen enemy attempted several times to get up, only to fall back down. Her smile only faded when Sango managed into a crawling position. She completed at least a few steps, crawling in the direction where her brother was standing. Kohaku stood a few feet away from Kagura, his eyes gloomy and desolate, as if peering into a dark cave. He did not blink when his older sister called out his name, nor did he react when she was struck down again by Kagura's attack. "Fool!" Kagura said, her fan raised, "When will you get it? It doesn't matter how many times you call out to him, he will never respond. He doesn't even remember you. How can he feel sorrow for someone he doesn't even know?" When Kagura had finished her speech, she looked over from Sango to Kohaku; his hand which still held the bloodstained chain scythe trembled ever so slightly. "Hey kid," Kagura asked with genuine curiosity, "What's the matter?"

Kohaku had no time to respond. An arrow whizzed by, missing Kagura by a hair. Both spun around to see Kagome at least twenty feet away; her bow and arrow raised. Miroku ran over to Sango and positioned her so that her head and chest rested on his lap. "Sango? Sango, can you hear me? Sango!" The Demon-Slayer's breathing was shallow, but at least she wasn't dead. Miroku let out a deep sigh of relief, and then softly stroked away the damp hair away from her face. As he was about to dry her tear strained eyes, his own eyes suddenly widened; the color quickly drained from him. He turned his head little by little, in a jerkily manner to see Kohaku's weapon protruding from out of his back. Kohaku stood a good distance away, the chain in his hands. "There..." he said in a monotone voice, "...A matching pair."

Kagura laughed at the mere sight of Miroku's still-shocked face. "Back to our senses, are we Kohaku?" She said. Kohaku didn't even bother looking at her and instead pulled his chain scythe out from Miroku's back. "Miroku!" Kagome yelled "Miroku, say something!" Kagura focused in on Kagome. "Oh. Almost forgot about you." She advanced a couple steps, then stopped. "It's a shame what happened to the Demon-Slayer and monk, don't you think? And an even greater shame that you didn't move a muscle to help them." Kagome's grip on the bow tightened as she closed one eye to take careful aim. "Kagura, you evil-! You will pay for what you've done to them! I will not let you get away this time!"

The arrow released from the bow, heading straight for Kagura. As it advanced, it began to glow a bright pink until it emanated enough light to illuminate most of the forest. The wind sorceress's eyes widened as the sacred arrow got closer and closer. She was motionless...