Daki: Daki prowled through the streets of the Entertainment District, the moonlight casting an eerie glow over the vibrant, yet dangerous, world around her. The sounds of distant laughter and music drifted through the air, mingling with the faint scent of incense. Her obi sashes slithered behind her, like deadly serpents, ready to strike at any moment. She felt no fear, no concern, only the thrill of the hunt. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted a figure in the distance—a Demon Slayer, judging by the uniform. They were alone, foolishly wandering into her territory. The audacity brought a twisted grin to her face.

"Another pathetic human, thinking they can challenge me?" she sneered, her voice laced with contempt. "Let's see how long you last."

With a flick of her wrist, Daki's sashes snapped forward, slicing through the air with deadly precision.