In The woods, Tanjiro, alone, slashed a torch about.
"Come on, you bastard!" Tanjiro looked about; Christiana and Nezuko rode up. "No! Stay back!"
"Tanjiro!" Christiana cried. "What are you doing?"
"You know what I'm doing." Tanjiro said stubbornly.
"No, please, brother" Nezuko begged. "We can help you fight!"
"Go! It will find me." The Wraith's wailing was heard; Tanjiro turned, showing the women his hand. "I've been marked. It's too late for me. Go, there's no other way."
"Yes, there is." Nezuko said firmly. "Give me the talisman, I can mark myself. You can live."
"No!" Tanjiro pulled back. "This is my choice. To save you. To save both of you."
"No, Tanjiro," Christiana pleaded. "I don't wanna live without you."
"Neither do I." Tanjiro said sadly. The Wraith approached from above. "You two need to keep each other safe."
"Tanjiro, no!" Christiana cried. The Wraith hovered above Tanjiro.
Tanjiro Turned his head slightly. "I love you." He threw down his torch. With a gesture, the Wraith sucked out his soul as Christiana and Nezuko screamed behind him. Tanjiro fell to the ground, lifeless, and the Wraith was sucked back into its amulet. The women knelt over Tanjiro's body, Christiana sobbed.