In the Western Country, a proud, aloof figure appeared before a yokai den.
He wore white robes, with sturdy armor protecting his chest. Silver hair fell loosely to his waist, and his handsome face was without equal.
"Sesshomaru, do you truly intend to wipe out my tribe?!"
Outside the den, countless yokai bodies lay on the ground, blood still pouring from them. A thick stench of blood filled the air, yet it could not overpower the killing intent radiating from the figure standing before the den!
"The Black Bear Tribe defied the Dog Tribe's orders. You no longer deserve to exist!"
Sesshomaru's voice was cold and merciless. Every yokai tribe in the Western Country was a vassal of the Dog Tribe, yet some had refused to lend their strength in the recent battle, choosing instead to watch from the sidelines.
Now, Sesshomaru would not let those tribes carry on as they pleased!
If they dared to defy orders, they would have to face the Dog Tribe's wrath!
"You... so this is the Trembling Noble! All members of the Black Bear Tribe, heed my command! Run while you can!"
The Black Bear Chief bitterly regretted choosing the wrong path. He had never imagined that Tōga could win that battle even while fighting three opponents alone.
But by now, nothing could be done.
He had to preserve a remnant of the Black Bear Tribe and do everything he could to keep its legacy alive!
The moment his words fell, the Black Bear Chief revealed his true form-a black bear yokai standing a full ten meters tall!
Pitch-black and savagely ferocious, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, shaking the entire den.
"Chief!"
The members of the Black Bear Tribe cried out. Some wanted to stand beside their chief and fight, some