DouShino (continued,, it may go down again tho lol)

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My stomach tightens, it's weird seeing Douma, again, with other Demon Slayers around. His eyes scan my body as my grip on my sword tightens.

"You nasty piece of shit!" Sanemi spits at him, making Douma to turn in his direction with a sweet smile placed on his face.

"Ah, another little Demon Slayer, they always keep coming out of nowhere!" he exclaims, letting out a little laugh.

Sanemi glares at him. Suddenly he dashes towards him as he mutters out loud.

"Wind breathing, first form, dust whirlwind clutter.".

His body disappears as he increases his speed greatly. A cylindrical shape formed by fast moving air is formed and it rushes towards Douma. He is taken by surprise is the winds knock him  off his feet, but he quickly recovers managing to dodge Sanemi's powerful attacks. I find myself holding my breath, one side of it because I didn't want Douma to hurt Sanemi and the other was I didn't  want Sanemi to hurt Douma, and I was on edge because I know that Douma's regenerative capabilities has reduced, and he's probably not used to it.

The wind dies down and I see Sanemi already landed on his feet with Douma standing a few feet away from him, they both looked each other in the eyes and there air was tight.

"Giyu, this bitch probably still has some demon in him." Sanemi growled.

Giyu from beside me stepped forward wielding his sword as he charged towards Douma.

Water breathing, seventh form, drop ripple thrust.

He disappears into thin air reappearing right in front of Douma. My eyes widen from what I see. Giyu has his sword right through Douma's chest. He grits his teeth as Douma pulls out the sword from his body, before holding his wound. His blood splatters onto the ground, as Giyu wields his sword to clean it. Even though that was clearly a fatal blow, especially since Douma wasn't as strong as before any longer, Douma looked at Giyu with a sick smile on his face.

"My turn." he chokes, as he forcefully straightens his posture, tightening his grip on the war fans.

Giyu and the others immediately take a stance as Douma closes his eyes.

Blood demon art, frozen lotus.

His eyes open and in a second he immediately slashes one of his fans horizontally, and along with come with several ice shards and lotuses coming our direction at immense speed. We all barely dodge the fast moving ice objects. An ice shard brushes past my face and I'm relieved I wasn't a few inches to the right, or I'd be injured or dead.

When the shards and lotuses of ice finally stop dashing towards us, we realize what exactly Douma was doing. All of us were now a good distance from him as he gripped his wound again.

"Douma, just surrender already, let's not lie you aren't that strong anymore!" Inosuke speaks up.

Everyone looks at Douma to which he just forces a smile. Does he always have to smile, I think. He presses his palm harder onto his wound, and looking closer I realize his freezing his blood. I feel like just blurting that he should give up already.

"Um, Giyu, don't you think we should have come up with a more detailed plan?" Tanjiro calls.

"Don't you guys think we should just leave him alone?" Zenitsu looks a bit shaken.

"Shut up, Zenitsu! Or I'll knock you out, because that way you'll do much better!" Inosuke snaps at him, and the yellow haired boy just sulks to himself.

"Alright, alright. We'll just attack one by one in a clockwise motion, starting from me."  Giyu states.

Water breathing, tenth form, constant flux.