"Little demon." The demoness rasps, her long black hair whipping wildly despite the lack of wind on this night, and her crimson eyes permeate through the darkness like she's cutting through shadow itself.

Suzuka is the embodiment of despair, of carnage. It's no wonder that something like her came about from Muzan's blood, but not even he could have predicted the massive spike of power she would gain in such a short time. However, her face is completely calm.