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Saneless Strength

A/N: Of course, I know you don't like reading fights. I don't like writing them either, but the plot needs it, so let's quick read it, okay? If not skip the chapter.

Fast Forwarding The Fight~~~~

Miyuki's POV

As I dashed through the tangled webs of Mt. Natagumo, I stumbled upon more Demon Slayers ensnared by the sinister threads. 

They struggled helplessly against the sticky bonds, their eyes pleading for rescue. "Hey! Hold on!" I called out urgently, approaching cautiously. "I'll get you out of there. Just trust me."

I swiftly cut through the webs with my sword, freeing one of the trapped girls. "Trust me," I repeated, meeting her fearful gaze. She nodded shakily, putting her faith in me.

With a firm grip on the thick strands, I pulled with all my strength. The webs resisted at first, but I persisted, muscles straining.

"Hurts..." The girl whimpered.

"Almost there... Just a bit more," I encouraged her. She gripped me tight, her nails digging into my skin. With a final, powerful yank, the demon responsible for the webs appeared.

Before we could catch our breath, its eyes glowing with malevolent glee, she had a lustrous figure, having  milky-white skin, teal eyelashes and nails, and circular, red facial markings. 

"You're not escaping me!" the demon sneer. "Run! Get the other Slayers out of here!" I shouted to the girl. "I'll hold it off!"

She hesitated, but then nodded and dashed toward the other trapped Slayers. The demon lunged at me, its clawed hands slashing through the air with deadly precision. 

I met the attack head-on, swinging my sword with all my might. The clash of steel against demon flesh rang out, but the demon's strength was formidable.

As I fought, my uniform was torn by the demon's relentless strikes. My sword, strained by the fierce battle, began to crack.

'Damn, no no no no!'

The demon's eyes narrowed with malicious satisfaction. "You're weak! You can't win!" it taunted, its claws raking across my chest and leaving deep gashes.

"Yeah, let's see!" I slashed again, but my sword snapped with a loud crack, the blade shattering away from the hilt.

"No!" I gasped, struggling to defend myself with the broken hilt. The demon closed in, its claws ready to deliver the final blow. 

 My uniform was in tatters, blood mixing with dirt as I fought to stay on my feet.

Each attack from the demon drove me to my knees. I fell, my body bruised and battered, but with a fierce determination, I forced myself up again. 

The demon watched in shock as I rose to my feet, bloodied but defiant. "You... again?" the demon growled her with anger. "You just won't die!"

"I'm not finished yet," I spat, pain and resolve intertwined in my voice. I staggered, barely able to stand, but my eyes were fixed on the demon. 

"Oh, I'll finish you." She roared, preparing another devastating strike.

In a desperate move, I grabbed the demon's arm, tearing at it with all my strength. The demon howled in pain, its eyes wide with disbelief. 

"Normal humans... they don't do this!" it screamed, writhing in agony.

Panting heavily, I took a deep breath, my hand gripping the broken end of my sword. "That's where you're mistaken," I said, my voice steady despite the pain.