you, a demon, just woke up after a demon slayer had attacked you, one of his attacks had thrown you into a tree which knocked you out for a few seconds, as well as leaving deep gashes that would soon heal anyway

The young slayer walked over to you, sword in hand, his minty, Turquoise eyes holding no emotion at all, his long black hair that reaches his waist with light blue on the ends slighty sways in the wind with his silent footsteps as he approached, intending to cut off your head