"Without your help...she will die, M'lord."

The demon lord wrinkled his nose at the comment, "Fine." He followed the servants down to the nursing wing of the hospital and watched with a distant look in his eyes as they undressed her and cleaned her for a better look at her wounds.

"Here, M'lord, you need to give her some of your blood."

"Hn." he moved closer, one clawed hand slashing the wrist of the other, and held the bloody limb over her wound. He would heal fast enough, she, on the other hand, needed his help. And, unfortunately, it was his job to give it.

Fucking idiot guard.

A few moments later found him out of the hospital wing--as the nurses could cover the rest of the woman's healing--and into his thrown room where a tiger demon knelt with his head touching his knee, the deepest bow the demon could make.

"Ken'Ichi, you have crossed the line." The Western Lord wasn't gentle with his tone, "Who is the woman who you have caused so much suffering?"

The tiger demon flinched, "She's....she was the priestess of a village in the eastern lands. She slaughtered enough demons that I felt she was a threat to this castle."

"That's unacceptable." Sesshomaru's eyes were starting to bleed red, something that wasn't a good sign to anyone involved, "No person deserves to go through a turning as painful as that." The dog demon's claws started to glow a bright golden color, "You're time here has been terminated."

The last thing Ken'Ichi saw before his death was his blood ripping through the air like red rain.