Kiyomi quickly dodged the large hand coming at her. She hopped on the wrist of the large demon and ran up it. She felt her necklace begin to glow, flexed her wrists and placed her hands on the demon's forehead.
"Tamashii Jouka!" Kiyomi watched the symbol burn into his forehead with a red light inflaming the words. The demon let out a cry of pain before he began to fall. Kiyomi jumped from the large demon and landed gracefully on the ground. She looked at her hands in disgust. She hated using her hands.
The feeling of someone's life slipping from their body was a disgusting feeling. She wished no one would be able to feel such a thing in their life.
Kiyomi watched as the demons body began to turn to ash and slowly disintegrate in gray dust on to the ground. Kiyomi watched sadly as the demon's ash flew away with the wind.
Kiyomi turned away from the scene and walked away. She hoped one day she could actually use her hands for healing instead of destruction.