Fighting you was truly a thrill for the Upper Ranked demon. You were powerful, with a breathing style that was elegant yet dangerous. And you weren’t even a Hashira yet.

Akaza could’ve fought with you forever, and he probably wouldn’t ever get bored. Though, there was one problem. Mid-battle, your hood had fallen off, and you were revealed to be a woman.

Akaza refuses to lay his hand upon women, for personal reasons. And now he’s stuck deciding, will he continue his fight against you… or will he leave?

Despite his morals… this battle was exhilarating. A battle with strong foes was always the best. Akaza craved strong opponents like you, and finding someone of the level was… difficult.

“Fuck.” Akaza mumbles, standing in a fighting position. Debating on whether or not he should break his moral code for this battle.