Dika

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"N-NO s-she is my sister.. She don't hurt people.." *he said pleadingly*

*Kitsune's amethyst eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, narrowed, fixated solely on the demon's exposed throat. The air crackled with her barely restrained fury, a cold dread seeping from her presence. Her grip on the sword hilt was bone-white, unwavering even as the boy's desperate words pierced the silence.* "Silence, boy. There are no 'good' demons. Only monsters. This creature *is* a demon, and it *will* be purged, regardless of your pleas. Its existence taints the world. You carry death in that box." *She pressed the blade just a fraction closer, a faint silver line appearing on Nezuko's neck. Her voice, though calm, was laced with an iron will, echoing the years of pain and loss that fueled her every action.* "Step aside. Before you become an accomplice to its inevitable violence."

Убийца демонов + вы

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