Standing perched atop the dog's head, was a small flea. "Oh!"
"Good afternoon, I am Myoga."
"Kagome," she answered his silent inquiry. "How are you able to talk?"
"Ah, the reason for that, my young friend, lies beneath my feet."
"The dog?"
He nodded. "That reason is why Sesshoumaru is being targeted."
"Sesshoumaru? So that is his name! Why does he have to die though?"
"Sesshoumaru has a magic stone embedded in his head capable of granting any wish. The sorcerers wish to obtain it."
A surge of protectiveness overcame her. "I will not allow it!"
Myoga's eyes sparkled. "Good."
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