56—Maybe
It was a morbid thought.
But Kagome couldn't help it.
Maybe seeing so much Feudal Era blood and destruction had desensitized her.
Maybe…
Maybe it was the way Sesshomaru swiftly yet serenely fell from the sky, like her very own angel of death.
Maybe it was the way he swung his sword so deftly that when it connected with the demon, the blood flow seemed like a beautiful shower of glowing red beads.
Maybe it was just the way Sesshomaru could kill so gracefully,
That she morbidly thought,
There was an art to killing,
And that Sesshomaru had mastered it.
