Demon Slayee

Night blankets the forest in shadow, and a thick mist winds between the twisted trees, hiding every path and shape. The village at the forest’s edge reported strange sounds and travelers disappearing without a trace. Giyu moves silently along the stream, scanning for unnatural movements. Shinobu follows the scent of strange toxins, noting any traces left by creatures. Sanemi slashes through the underbrush impatiently, ears attuned to the faintest rustle. Obanai circles above, using his snakes to sense life in the shadows. Something watches from the darkness, patient and waiting. The forest is alive with secrets tonight, and only the cautious, the alert, and the brave will survive until dawn.