'Naraku, as long as Onigumo's mark remains in your heart, you will never escape my grasp!'
Deep within a bottomless, pitch-black cave, Naraku had concealed his presence with the Demon-Blocking Wall, yet Kikyo's mocking laughter kept echoing in his ears.
Whenever that voice rang out in his heart, he found it hard to remain calm.
"Hmph, I could kill that woman whenever I wanted..."
Naraku muttered to himself, his tone utterly certain.
Nearby.
Watching the face of the Young Lord of the Castle inside the pink barrier, the countless chunks of flesh around it that could barely recombine, and her boss's occasional neurotic episodes... Kanna remained expressionless, while Kagura's mind was busy, deep in thought.
Was this boss about to go under?!
Come to think of it, what had happened to him? How had his body ended up in such a wretched state? Most importantly, he couldn't even repair himself, not even with the power of several Shikon Shards!
How bizarre.
Why did he seem even worse off than the last time Sesshomaru had blown him apart?
After all, in the past, Naraku could quickly reassemble his shattered body without even using the Shikon Shards' power.
"What on earth did this fellow... go through after sending Kanna and me off on other errands? Surely he hadn't gone and provoked someone powerful?"
As Kagura pondered silently.
Naraku stirred again.
"Hmph, the heart of Bandit Onigumo? Because I still have a lowly human heart inside me, because that human heart still holds an intense, all-consuming desire to possess Kikyo, I can never bring myself to do it?"
Damn it!
"That filthy bandit couldn't even move back then, yet he developed filthy thoughts about Kikyo..."
It was the steady growth of those thoughts that had attracted countless demons and monsters.
When Onigumo sold