"Just try laying a hand on her!"
With a furious shout, Rokuya appeared directly above Doma's head.
The Shura Blade cleaved viciously toward the crown of Doma's head with overwhelming force.
Doma immediately raised both fans to block.
The ground collapsed in an instant.
Doma's legs sank deep into the earth.
He looked up at Rokuya, who was right before him, and a trace of gravity finally flashed in his eyes.
"Your strength really is irritating," Doma said coldly.
"Your drivel is even more irritating," Rokuya said through gritted teeth.
He frantically poured the Arcana Power within him into the Shura Blade.
The dark blue light on the blade instantly surged.
"Break!"
Rokuya unleashed a sudden burst of strength. The Shura Blade crushed through Doma's two fans and cut deep into his shoulder.
Doma cried out in pain and immediately abandoned his resistance, his body turning into countless ice fragments as he retreated.
Rokuya did not pursue him.
He immediately landed on the ground and pulled Nezuko to her feet.
"Tanjiro, can you still walk?" Rokuya looked at Tanjiro, who was struggling to stand.
"No problem." Tanjiro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tightened his grip on his Bright Red Nichirin Sword again.
"We're leaving," Rokuya ordered decisively.
He knew that his strike had not dealt Doma a fatal injury.
Once Doma got serious, their group as it stood would be utterly unable to stop him.
The four immediately sprinted deeper into the woods.
Doma watched their retreating figures without immediately giving chase.
He glanced at the slowly healing wound on his shoulder.
A trace of extremely overbearing energy lingered in the wound, constantly preventing his cells from regenerating.
"What a strange power," Doma murmured to himself.
The smile gradually vanished from his face, replaced by