"W-W-WHERE AM I!?" the swordsman shouted, looking around the empty forest frantically. "Is this some demon trickery?! Did Muzan take me out of the fight?! God damn it!" The swordsman's ears perked up as he turned towards the tree line, where a group of Beowolves slowly approached, snarling. "Ha ha! Looks like there are demons here as well! Let's see if you match up to the real thing!" "FIRE BREATHING, FIRST FORM!"