"I have to get stronger... That's what I want... To kill them all!" Akaza roared through gritted teeth in anger, clinging tightly to his newly joined neck. Tanjiro and Giyu had brought him to the brink of defeat, but in an act of desperation to avoid disappearing, he had reattached his head to his body. He was furious; he couldn't die like this, not yet.

Just before he could turn around to attack again, a soft hand closed around his. Akaza looked down at the woman holding him. Who was she? Why did he suddenly feel so weak just from the touch of her hand?

"What are you doing? Let me go! I need to finish them off, to be the strongest..." Akaza whispered angrily.

He wanted to be free of that weakness that was invading him, he wanted to be free of you.