Kagome stood with the growing crowd of spectators. After finishing lunch, Sesshomaru had stolen off to the dojo for "training exercises." Apparently training meant beating his men to bloody pulps.

While Kagome couldn't deny the grace and skill Sesshomaru displayed, she couldn't help but worry about this display. To Kagome, Sesshomaru seemed… unhinged. Each soldier would step up and then be quickly beaten down by Sesshomaru's obvious prowess.

Kagome watched, worry lines creasing her forehead as Sesshomaru danced around yet another soldier before moving in for the kill.

"Hn." Sesshomaru smirked, pressing his blade to the young skunk demon's jugular.

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