Tenseiga trembled uneasily, as though sensing that the last of the three supreme blades, once counted alongside it, had returned to the Mortal World.
An ominous yet familiar scent drifted on the wind. Sesshomaru pressed a hand against the restless Tenseiga, his silver brows drawing together. This was...
Father's last blade. Had it finally appeared...?
In the distance, Inuyasha gritted his teeth and clambered out of the Bone-Eater's Well. The moment he landed beside it, he involuntarily dropped to his knees in the grass. He had reached his limit. He could no longer suppress Sōunga. Damn it, my head hurts. Even my mind is starting to go hazy. But no, I can't give in like this. The moment I let up, it'll take complete control...
"Inuyasha, what's wrong...?" Shippo had run and bounded toward the well, only to see the demon marks emerging on Inuyasha's face. That was how Inuyasha looked when he lost his human heart and the blood of a Great Monster took control. Shippo trembled uncontrollably with fear.
"Run. Get away..." Inuyasha forced the words out. "Run, now!!"
"Aaah..." Tears sprang to Shippo's eyes from sheer fright. He turned and scrambled toward the forest, stumbling as he fled. Inuyasha is so scary like this! Kagome, where are you? Why aren't you back yet?
In Kaede's Village, Miroku and Sango frowned at the dark purple clouds of evil hanging above the distant forest. Such intense evil aura surpassed even Naraku and every monster they had ever encountered. It was utterly unheard of! What could it be...?
"Sango, let's go!" Miroku said gravely.
"Yes, Master Spellcaster." Sango nodded and patted Kirara beside her. Four crimson flames immediately sprang up beneath Kirara's paws, then swept over her entire body. In the blink of an eye, the little pale yellow, two-tailed