"Yo, Murata, you've grown quite a bit. You're even leading a team now."
Just as Murata was still wondering who had intervened, a familiar voice rang out.
"Lord Illusion Hashira!"
Murata looked around in delight. If the Illusion Hashira was here, everyone would be safe!
But after looking all around, he still couldn't see the Illusion Hashira.
Just as he was puzzling over it, a Nichirin Blade suddenly thrust through a nearby wall, then casually carved a doorway into it.
Chiba Tetsuya, the Illusion Hashira, stepped through the doorway he had made himself.
Murata peered behind him. Sure enough, just as he had imagined, there were more doorways beyond this one. Apparently, Tetsuya couldn't be bothered to use the existing paths through the Infinity Castle and had simply cut his own.
You say there's no path? One slash, and there it is.
"Yo, Murata. Hey, everyone."
Tetsuya raised a hand and waved in greeting.
"Lord Illusion Hashira, you were pulled into this place too!"
"No, I wasn't pulled in."
He glanced at someone in the crowd, then smiled.
"I broke in through a door I made myself. It's still over there. I see quite a few of you are injured, so the wounded should leave first. The battles ahead aren't ones you can take part in."
Without waiting for anyone to respond, Tetsuya cast a genjutsu. The wounded swordsmen all nodded, then lined up and headed toward the "door."
The uninjured swordsmen felt chills run through them. The rumors were true. Their Demon Slayer Corps' Illusion Hashira could use a strange power to trap people in illusions, then manipulate their actions through those illusions! How terrifying!
Murata also recalled the days he had spent training under the Illusion Hashira. During those days, those terrifying illusions had tormented him every waking