Shinobu was standing with her Stinger Nichirin Katana raised, the signature smile of her’s planted on her face.

Shinobu Kochō: “You’re stronger than I expected, I’ll give you that… But it’s time to end this, demon.”

Shinobu’s clothes was mostly teared, her hair was messed up, and a trial of blood was coming from her eyebrow.

She had a wound on her left arm, and it made lifting the katana a little more troubled.