Sekido was out.

A slayer had managed to decapitate Hantengu, his Blood Demon Art: Emotion Manifestation, activated.

While the other three manifestations scattered, Sekido went his own way.

With his Khakkhara in hand, he strolled through the forest. He considered himself the leader of the four manifestations; his word was law to be obeyed by the others.

His face was contorted with rage, his eyes wide and bloodshot, his teeth bared in a snarl, his eyebrows furrowed, and his forehead wrinkled.

"There's nothing fun about this...!" he muttered to himself with irritation.

To say the least, he was angry.