At that thought, Tanjiro tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade and asked tentatively, "There's a number in your eye. Could you be... one of the Twelve Kizuki?!"
At the words "Twelve Kizuki," Kyogai's gloomy gaze instantly turned savage. He struck the drum on his chest!
"Boom!"
A vicious, invisible claw strike instantly tore through the air toward Tanjiro's face!
"The Twelve Kizuki? I used to be!" Kyogai roared. "But that lord stripped me of my number! He said my strength had reached its limit, that I couldn't eat any more humans. He kicked me out of the Twelve Kizuki! I refuse to accept it! As long as I can eat that so-called 'rare blood,' I can grow stronger and reclaim the place that belongs to me!"
Tanjiro rolled out of the claw strike's path, and three deep furrows were instantly carved into the wall behind him.
So fast! What a sharp attack! Tanjiro was inwardly stunned.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Kyogai descended into madness, his hands frantically beating the drums on his body.
The drum on his right shoulder flipped the room to the right, the one on his left shoulder flipped it to the left, the one on his right leg flipped it forward, and the one on his left leg flipped it backward. The drum on his chest unleashed those terrifying invisible claw strikes.
The entire room seemed to turn into a wildly spinning washing machine. Tanjiro kept falling and rolling between the ceiling, walls, and floor, leaving him utterly disoriented.
This won't work! At this rate, I can't even keep my footing, let alone fight back! Tanjiro gritted his teeth, struggling to find his balance.
Just then, the wooden box on his back suddenly came loose from the violent tumbling.
"Bang!"
The box door opened, and Nezuko