As the only member of the Demon Slayer Squad who doesn't know how to breathe, I gain strength by absorbing the blood of ghosts.
"Dirty! Monster!"
The curses of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps were the same color as the Nichirin sword in Kuroba Ruri's hand - black as night.
She knelt alone in front of the ashes of the ghost that had just dissipated. The sweet taste of ghost blood still lingered on her lips, and cold and dirty power surged in her body.
Until that Xiazhu appeared, blocking all the disgusted looks for her, and said to her: "Your ability is very beautiful."
