Incensed, Kagome glared at the ground, wishing there was a way to bring Naraku back so that she could kill him again. How had he ruined so many lives in a single night?
"He didn't know you had a twin flame, though," she said. "He was surprised when I said I couldn't hear you."
"They do not happen often, but it was a telltale sign. He was looking to sever the deeper bonds." He gave her a sideways look. "He likely thought I was your guardian and wished to leave you vulnerable."
"But you're youkai!" she sputtered.
"As is your sister," he countered. "The connection the two of you share is more than two pieces of the prophecy, your mother saw to that, but it is the reason you are not hanyou. The power inside you must be protected, and the gods thought having a pureblood guardian would ensure victory."
Kagome pursed her lips. She'd like to have a word with these so-called gods. Who did they think they were, messing with people's lives like this? "Was… Was my father meant to die from the beginning?"
The low growl startled her. "No. Naraku sought your power and did not care who he had to strike down to get to it. You were all supposed to escape together, but Mother underestimated his ability to procure information. Your father knew the distraction had not worked and wished to guarantee your survival."
Tears pricked her eyes; he would've known he was facing death but did it to protect them anyway.
"There is nothing you could have done," he murmured, interrupting her thoughts. "You were sent into hiding to give you time to hone your powers. He attacked that night knowing you had not had sufficient training."
"Which is why I beat him now."
His expression softened again. "That is part of it."