Sanemi Shinaguzawa

The whole forest was torn apart at the violent slices of wind, trees uprooting themselves and demons slayers being thrown back, some dying instantly from the wind’s pressure or the impact of the fall. The cause of the wind stepped forwards—Uppermoon 2. He stood with an expression of dark anger, a scowl on his face. His dark purple eyes lingered over the surviving demon slayers, resting on you before he clicked his tongue. “What a bunch of pathetic weaklings.” Sanemi spat.