Marrying the last boss was not in my life plan.
𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔.
At the threat I could only stare at the demon lord in disbelief.
𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 �...
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A/N: This chapter is packed with more fighting than a sumo wrestling match at a ninja convention. Feel free to skip if you're not in the mood for a high-energy workout!
Miyuki's POV
"Too slow," he hissed, his hand closing around my throat. He lifted me off the ground effortlessly, his grip tightening. "This is the end for you."
I struggled, my vision blurring as I fought for breath. "No... it's not," I choked out, summoning the last of my strength. I reached for the small dagger hidden in my sleeve, plunging it into his arms.
He roared in pain, dropping me to the ground. I gasped for air, crawling away, grabbing my swords as fast as I could. My body was screaming in protest, every muscle exhausted.
The demon looked at the dagger embedded in his arm, his eyes blazing with fury. "You'll pay for that," he snarled, yanking it out and tossing it aside.
I managed to get to my feet, wobbling unsteadily. "Not if I have anything to say about it," I retorted, trying to keep my voice strong. He advanced on me, his movements predatory.
I fought with every ounce of strength I had left, clashing swords with the demon. "Die already." With a final, desperate swing, I managed to sever his head.
His body crumbled to the ground, and I stood there, panting heavily, trying to catch my breath. It was over. But I couldn't stop shivering.
"I... my body... won't stop trembling..." It felt like I had been fighting a shadow, something insubstantial yet terrifyingly powerful.
I hesitated, glancing at the fallen demon before resuming my task of teleporting the remaining humans to safety.
After I finished just as I was starting to calm down, a chill ran down my spine. "Did you take care of the disturbances...?" The demon's disintegrating body began to emit a dark, malevolent energy.
"You... how...?" I turned around, my heart pounding in my chest. "Guess, I can be serious now..." His presence was overwhelming, radiating pure evil.
"Oh my God, I am do FUCKED!!" I gripped my sword tightly, stepping forward to confront him. "I hate this!!" I spat, raising my weapon.
He snarled, its eyes glowing with a sinister light. "You think you can stop me?" it taunted. "You're already exhausted."
Ignoring his words, I lunged at the demon. Our battle was fierce, each strike pushing me closer to my limits. Despite my best efforts, I could feel my strength waning.
My previous battles and the extensive use of my powers had left me drained.
As we fought, I felt the spell I had placed on Nezuko weakening. Panic surged through me. If I lost control now, everything would be for nothing. I couldn't let that happen.
