𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚・k. tanjiro

30・daki

(｀・ω・') warning- cursing and violence
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・2nd pov

You felt as if your precise attacks and movements were coming to a halt as it took a toll on your human body, unlike Gyutaro who was still exerting energy but not as much as you were during the fight.

The more moves and attacks you placed, the more you felt your fluidity becoming more sloppier by the minute. This was nothing like the fight between the spider demon nor Akaza.

The spider demon was weak— weak enough for you to taunt her and kill effortlessly. While Akaza, who was still a very tough opponent as he held the place of the Upper Three, was held back by having Rengoku by your side.

But like you said before, it was only you between a demon. A terribly strong one with no one with you to fight alongside with.

You had no one to depend on but yourself.

Hah, might as well create your grave and will while you're at it.

"You fight like a damn insect!" You yelled, slashing your blade against his blood sickles, initiating a petty conversation, "A literal mantis! And that isn't a compliment by the way!"

He scoffed and continued to aimlessly throw more attacks, starting to see you more as a brat than an actual competition.

You were really getting on his nerves and you knew, that was seriously the whole point. You wanted to annoy him and force him to start barraging with more stronger attacks, so you could find his points and overcome them.

And you seriously needed something to distract him, which wasn't doing the job.

Clicking your tongue, you remembered pocketing a few bombs and kunais you stole (or forcefully asked) from Uzui just in case for emergencies, which was perfect timing in your part.

You needed distractions, right? The bombs and kunais should do the trick, plus you remembered he said that they were specially extracted from wisteria flowers.

Perfect.

You already had a small plan in mind, it wasn't a foolproof plan but during this moment it was decent enough for your taste.

If you weren't confident in your strength, then you were definitely confident in your agility— you were a Thunder Breathing user after all, they were made for speedy activity such at this.

Throwing the bombs right in front of Gyutaro's vicinity, you could see how he leaped out of focus. Causing you to hurl kunais towards his feet to temporarily render him from motion, attempting a slice at his neck.

Hell, that hurts! You mentally cursed to yourself, rubbing your sore shoulders.

It was enough trying to hold back his attacks with your now-considerably dull blade, but throwing those knives in the long run gave another wave up pain to your tissues.

It sucked that you could already feel your body growing numb.

As the dust wafted, Gyutaro inwardly grinned at your quick thinking— Impressive. The tides turned in an instant to your favor, especially after the dust faded away he sensed your presence coming directly to his neck.

"Maybe I should try," you heard him muttered. Your brows lifted in both surprise and fury seeing how his legs regenerated, even though the kunai was coated in poison.

If he wasn't trying beforehand, then there was no doubt you were definitely going to die!

You watched as both of his arms slowly turned into a vortex of ebony slashes surrounding his limbs, barely giving you any chance in giving you space for an attack— barely.