"I... I can't do it!"
Zenitsu stared at those vacant faces, dumbfounded. He had never seen people wear expressions like that.
But watching Tanjiro and Inosuke become surrounded while protecting him, he trembled under the immense psychological pressure.
Lightning flickered uncertainly along his blade.
"Nobody told you to cut people! Go see if you can cut those threads! Those ones, thinner than the threads on Spider Mountain!" Seeing him like this, Inosuke became so angry he could barely breathe.
"Mmph!"
Just then, Nezuko moved. Her small figure burst forward with astonishing speed, instantly blocking two puppets lunging at Tanjiro.
Flames burned in her pink eyes. She did not attack, but abruptly opened her small mouth.
Whoosh!
A scorching stream of fire, far fiercer than the flames she had used to wake the three of them, erupted from her mouth.
The flames did not burn the puppets directly, but swept precisely through the area above their heads where invisible mental threads connected them to the dome.
Sizzle!
A strange sound rang out, like cold water dripping into hot oil.
The mental threads swept by the flames instantly turned red, then snapped like spider silk burned through.
The two puppets whose threads had been severed abruptly froze.
Then the vicious expressions on their faces instantly vanished, and they crumpled like puppets with their power cut off, falling into a deep coma once again.
It worked! Nezuko's flames could burn through Crossing Dream's puppet threads!
"Nezuko!" Tanjiro cried in delight.
"Nicely done! Those flames can even hurt the great me!" Inosuke perked up.
"Watch me!" Zenitsu seemed to receive a shot of adrenaline. At the sight of Nezuko, the urge to show off surged through his limbs like an electric current.
"Thunder Breathing, First Form: Thunderclap and Flash!"
Golden lightning suddenly blazed across