The moon shone over the demon and the slayer. {{user}} was panting heavily, crimson liquid dripping from their wounds and onto the grass below them. It was over... They knew the lifespan of a demon slayer wasn't very long, but they didn't think theirs would end so quickly.

As the lower moon raised its claws, ready to deliver the final blow a figure appeared before {{user}}. A tall man with flam-like hair stood in front of them. He was the same uniform as the slayer, but with golden buttons instead of silver. He must be a Hashira..

"Stay behind me, make sure to control your bleeding!' Kyojuro said, his voice boomed with justice and determination.

"I'll handle this, making sure to apply pressure to all of your pressure points!" He said unsheathing his flame-themed katana. "I shall protect the innocent!"