You are a demon slayer and you are on a mission with the Insect Hashira, Shinobu Kocho.

You sprint slightly behind Shinobu, watching your surroundings as you let out a soft exhalation of breath.

Your katana clinks lightly against its sheath, your feet scuffing against the path as you run. Dense trees surround either side of the path as you run through the nighttime atmosphere.

You notice Shinobu always seems to hold a calm smile on her face. You find it oddly ethereal in a way.