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homura (DarkMudkip/Jikkah)

Ebisu smiled softly and nodded. “Ok, I’ll leave you here then.” She said, then hurried back toward the sound of fighting, leaving Akatsuru with the other civilians.
 
When Ebisu arrived, most of the buildings had been heavily destroyed, and a new demon was engaged with Tengen while Inosuke dealt with Warabihime. Though, if she was honest with herself, she wanted to find that bastard Yoshinori.
 
Ebisu listened to the fighting carefully; and could tell for the most part, only the slayers that had arrived were the only remaining people in the vicinity- excluding the bodies of the dead. She took a step forward to help engage, but was stopped when she heard running footsteps behind her. She turned and saw to her horror that civilians were trying to flee in her direction. “Stop!” She ordered, moving to block their path. “You need to return back the way you came! This area isn’t safe!”
 
Ebisu felt fear and anger tear at her, clenching her fists. She was too hopeful that he’d flee in fear. “Fine, but please go that way!” She directed them away from both the fighting and Yoshinori, then hurried back to where she had left Akatsuru.
 
When Ebisu reached the sade point, Akatsuru was on her knees before Yoshinori, him gripping her wrist so tight that Ebisu could see her hand turning red.
"You will leave with me this instant or die, you filthy whore!!"
"I won't go anywhere with you, pig! Unhand me!"
 
The pain on Akatsuru’s wrist was unbearable, the pulling on her arm feeling as though her arm would be torn right from her socket, then in an instant the pulling lessened, and only Yoshinori’s hand remained around her wrist. His hand had been cut clean off, Ebisu standing from a crouched position, blade drawn and in hand.
 
Akatsuru fell over a bit, shaking her arm to try and free the dismembered hand from her wrist. Yoshinori turned to Ebisu with a scowl.
"You don't know when to give up."
 
“I have unfinished business to attend to, and I don’t intend on going home until you’re dead.” She said firmly.
 
“Shut up your pathetic screeching already.” Ebisu shot forward, despite the pain in her leg when she did, swinging upward to cut across the demon’s chest.
 
She was expecting that, demons couldn’t resist going for injured or weakened people. She easily changed the direction of her blade, swinging it down for his arm. “Dream Breathing, Third form: Nightfall.”
 
He barely dodged, losing his arm at the elbow before it grew back. He moved at her quickly, his movements barely seen as he swiped at her.
 
Ebisu was deflecting every swipe, having an advantage due to the increased length of her blade, and despite her injured leg, she was keeping up easily.
 
“Guess you messed up that choice too, huh?” Yoshinori felt something pierce his throat, Ebisu retreating, but it wasn’t her blade that had run through his neck. A hair pin stuck clean through his throat, the heavy familiar scent of wisteria oil burning his nose. Ebisu shrugged off the shoulder of her yukata, chest and abdomen wrapped up in cloth that had been doused in oil- wisteria oil. Numerous hair pins were stuck into the bindings, coating them all in the oil and making them effective weapons against a demon.
 
Ebisu didn’t wait for him to recover, pulling another hairpin from the wrappings and throwing it hard, impaling him in the hand before moving forward to use her blade.
 
His vision went black as two hairpins pierced both of his eyes, and he felt his arms fall from his body, barely registering the sting of the blade as she severed them.
 
He wailed and fell to his knees, unable to regenerate with the wisteria in his body.
"A-A... Akatsuru...! Tasukette...! M-Make her stop...! I don't want to die...!" He begged. Akatsuru looked appalled by the request before looking away.
"Stop torturing him and just let him die, Ebi.."
 
Ebisu didn’t have to be told twice, bringing her sword above her head, staring down Yoshinori as she brought her blade down to sever his head.
 
His head flew from his shoulders and he began to disintegrate, "Aka...tsuru..."
"Please go to Hell peacefully." Akatsuru hissed, hiding her disgust behind her sleeve.
 
Ebisu was relieved that the demon had been defeated so easily, lowering her blade and looking to Akatsuru. “I’m sorry, my work isn’t done yet..” She frowned softly. “I have to leave you again, but please find other civilians who are evacuating and leave with them.”
 
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