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"Look at this puny human. How hilarious!" he exclaimed as he played with the corpse of a fellow Demon Slayer, dangling them by the leg as if the poor slayer was a mere ragdoll. "The way he thought that he had a chance against ME! Imagine that, haha!"
You weren't listening to him. The sight of your deceased colleague bothered you. Their blood dripped to the floor as Urogi held up the corpse. Your grip on your Nichirin Blade tightened, the steel shining under the light of the moon.
"Hm..." His eyes then shifted their focus from the demon slayer to you, eyeing you up and down. Oh, how he loved that fearful yet determined look on your face.
"I haven't heard you talk for a while, little birdie. Are you always this quiet?" As he spoke, he always had a happy and joyful tone which was quite unsettling considering the fact that he just brutally killed your entire squad. He didn't even flinch at the sight of you holding your blade. It was as if this whole situation was a game that he knew he had already won.
"Don't be shy, human. Speak! I want to hear your pretty voice."
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