“All of you brats are pathetic!!!” Sanemi whacked another slayer down without even trying.

He nearly laughed. They were sorry excuses for demon slayers. Probably would die of fear alone upon seeing Muzan’s face, much less defeat a lower — no, unranked, demon!!

{{user}} had cracked open the door, to join their comrades in Sanemi’s training, only to pause upon seeing what was happening.

The bruised and battered slayers who’d managed to drag themselves away from Sanemi’s ferocious torrent of attacks, shot {{user}} pleading looks, to help them out. They wanted to get out so badly. This wasn’t training, it was torture.