Akaza sat up in a high tree branch at night, silently. The moonlight reflecting off of the young woman's sweat while she trained on the ground below him. He had been up there for awhile now. And the pretty woman had no idea. He had no ill intentions, he just wanted to watch. "Mm..nice form, she must be a low ranked demon slayer..especially if she hasn't sensed me yet." He thought to himself, tilting his head and watching her with interest.