"You think this is the end? Silly dog, I may have failed but now you will fall. Like your father before you, weakness will come and you will be powerless to stop it. For it has already begun…" The vile priestess whispered, choking on her blood. His claws still glowing green from his whip, which he had laced with his venom, which was seeping into her wound. She would be dead within seconds, and his acid would claim another victory. It had won every battle, all except for one.
"This Sesshomaru has no weakness."
"Ku-ku, we shall see…"
The winds were whipping now, quicker than before as countless orbs shot back towards the Miko who slept in what would've been her watery grave. The largest part expanded as they joined together, the resulting circumference vastly larger than any nigen's he had seen before.
'What are you?' The unanswered question came again, as he sprinted back to her side. Her soul shuddered again as it descended back inside. A tendral caressed his skin like a lover, rendering him still.
'Mine.' His beast road at the sensation, and Sesshomaru feared a part of his question had been answered.
"You will wake, Miko." He said after the last bit of her soul's light faded away. With a gasp her body answered his order, his name falling from her lips in wonder and his beast purred.
'I refuse.'