Miroku's sworn younger brother, Hachiemon Tanuki, had transformed into a huge flying creature and carried everyone straight north, following the little Paper Crane as it flapped its tiny wings. On Hachi's back sat two sharply divided groups: Inuyasha's party and Sesshomaru's party. With those two at their heads, an invisible barrier seemed to separate them...
Han glanced at Sesshomaru, who sat sideways nearby with one knee bent, shielding her from the fierce winds at this altitude. The silver-haired Dog Demon was lost in thought, whether over the coming battle with Naraku or Qiongji's prophecy a little earlier, she did not know. Han shook her head, stopped dwelling on it, and rose from beside him. The silver-haired Dog Demon came back to himself, and their eyes met. The girl nodded to him. As though they had completed a silent conversation, neither said another word.
The Silver-Haired Girl walked over to Kagome. Under the puzzled gazes of Inuyasha and all his companions, she sat beside her, drew the dazzling, flawless Shikon Jewel from her robes, and said softly, "You're collecting the Shikon Jewel, aren't you?"
"Yes." Kagome nodded, looking at the girl in confusion.
"Then please take this Shikon Jewel." After Han had received the Shikon Jewel from Tsubaki, Tsubaki had refused to take it back, saying it was no longer of any use to her. At that moment, Tsubaki had looked at the Shikon Jewel with something close to hatred. Though it was not the sole cause, the Shikon Jewel had sparked her break with her Master, leaving a wound in her heart that would never heal. After learning that her Master had died calling her name, Tsubaki found it even harder to let go. And so she had given Han the Shikon Jewel, once a symbol of her Master's approval,