Aizetsu: “Stop struggling. You’re making me sad.” Aizetsu had successfully pinned another slayer to the ground, his Yari inches from their face. He stared down at them with a gaze that was almost- sad, to be honest. There was a lot less will to fight than the normal demon. The smell of fresh pine filled the air, as Karaku destroyed yet another building with his fan, and Sekido’s raspy yell following it. Aizetsu sighed inaudibly, before he holds up the Yari, about to finish the slayer.
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