The night was cold with a full moon dotting the starless sky. On this cold night, the wind seems to come straight from the snow-capped mountain peaks.
The night air that blows, as if piercing the skin, carries a bitter scent that embraces the entire village.
The trees swayed softly, creating a faint rustling sound, like a whisper that carries a bad premonition.
Along the streets of the Sword Forging Village, there was only a tense silence. The houses were silent, the doors tightly closed, as if trying to protect themselves from something unseen.
Thin smoke still billowed from some of the chimneys, but the cold night wind soon carried it away and dissolved it in the silent darkness.
Suddenly, the night wind blew stronger, bringing with it something different, a faint, almost inaudible sound, like restless steps approaching from a distance.
The message carried with the wind, not in words, but in a quiet yet deeply unsettling feeling. Like there was chaos spreading, something inexplicable yet felt.
It was as if the night was telling bad news, warning of the coming danger that would destroy the peaceful atmosphere of the village.
The once solid and tranquil ground was now shifting, small cracks began to form, as if being torn apart by something invisible.
From there, one mysterious urn after another emerged, lifted slowly from the earth by an unexplained dark force.
The jars were strangely shaped, dull in color, dark gray with a rough surface, decorated with indecipherable ancient carvings.
Each jar shook gently, making a rustling sound, as if something was alive inside, ready to be released.
At the same time, the air around suddenly felt cold and heavy, sending strange vibrations throughout the village.
The wind that had only been blowing softly had now turned into a hissing wind, carrying a bad foreboding.
Suddenly, the jars shook again and made a rumbling sound, before spewing out a wave of monstrous fish monsters.
The fish had huge bodies, with fiery red eyes and sharp teeth, sharp claws and legs to walk on the ground.
The fish soon entered the populated area attacking the villagers, leaving the villagers shocked and terrified about what was happening, creating an unexpected chaos.
"What's going on?!" cried a villager, his face looking pale with fear. "A demon? What's a demon?!"
"An attack?! How could it happen here? This is very serious! Quick, call the demon hunters! Hurry!" another resident shouted, his voice trembling with panic.
"Mommy, are we going to die?!" asked a little girl wearing a unique mask, her eyes filled with tears.
"No, baby! Come on, we have to evacuate now!" replied her mother, her voice full of tension, clearly visible from her panicked expression behind her mask.
Instantly screams could be heard echoing through the air as the fish monsters began attacking people and creating a terrifying scene.
The hissing and roaring of the fish created a tense atmosphere of horror, while the demon hunters prepared to deal with the threat emerging from this terrifying urn.
"Don't panic! Let's evacuate right now!" shouted one of the demon hunters, his voice echoing with urgency and tension.
"Protect the residents! Quickly, we must act before it's too late!" cried another demon hunter, his face filled with anxiety.
In the ensuing panic, the Demon Slayers on duty in the Sword Forging Village immediately rushed over, trying to organize the frightened villagers, while keeping an eye on the movements of the menacing monstrous fish.
Fear and chaos filled the air, creating a tense atmosphere amidst this unexpected attack.
In the darkness that enveloped the village, the horror flowed like the tide and brought with it a wave of despair.
It was as if there was a tidal wave, making the villagers' hopes lift, only to recede back into the depths of darkness, leaving them in deeper despair.
***
El darted in the middle of the forest at such a high speed that his movements seemed to distort the space around his.
Every step El took created a flash of light, like a shadow broken by his own speed.
Behind her, a visualization of thick white mist seemed to envelope the path he was on, swirling like an ethereal vortex and merging with the flames that shimmered with her every move.
The movement El was currently performing was a combination of Hi no Kokyu and Kasumi no Kokyu, a unique and highly unusual combination, enough for his to move very quickly, without consuming too much stamina.
The burning flames of the Sun Breathing Style emanated from his dancing body, while the mist from the Fog Breathing Style created a blurred illusion, as if time and space were folding around his.
In every movement, El looked like an unreal shadow, difficult to capture by the naked eye. The wind blew against his face, but nothing could disturb him.
The tall, lush trees seemed to shift with his movements, as if the world around El was affected by his presence.
The mist and fire continued to blend together, creating an extraordinary scene; a harmony between light and faint, between heat and cold.
El moved silently, barely visible as a shadow that broke through the fog, burning a path toward the destiny that awaited later.
Not long running, El saw Mitsuri running towards the Sword Forge Village. Seeing this, El decided to approach him for a moment, wanting to discuss the plans they would do.
Mitsuri, who sensed El's presence, turned her head with a surprised expression. "Eh? Adrian-san, you haven't gone too far?"
"Hn," El replied briefly. "Listen, I have a plan. Mitsuri, focus on killing the demons in the village, helping the injured villagers and leading the evacuation."
El paused for a moment, thinking before adding, "Sorry, because I'm going to take care of something else. I can feel that Tanjiro's air is fighting against something very terrible."
Hearing that, Mitsuri broke out in a slight cold sweat, but nodded firmly anyway. "Okay, I got it! Adrian-san, I leave it to you," she replied firmly.
They went their separate ways, each heading off to their clearly defined tasks. Although their discussion was brief, the plan reflected careful consideration from both of them.
Mitsuri and El both understood the urgency of the situation and took quick steps to handle it, with confidence in their respective duties.
Mitsuri was responsible for killing the demons attacking the Village, helping the injured citizens, and leading the evacuation.
Meanwhile, El rushed towards Tanjiro, ready to help him fight a powerful demonic figure, which according to reports from the Karasu Crow was likely Tanjiro, Nezuko and Genya against one of the Upper Moon.
On the other hand, Mitsuri could estimate the strength of the demon Tanjiro was facing just from the air it radiated.
Despite the great distance, Mitsuri could still feel the intense aura of bloodlust, something she could not ignore, even though her senses, like the other Hashira, were highly trained.
Mitsuri's original intention was to fight the Upper Moon demons that Tanjiro, Nezuko, and Genya were facing.
Then Mitsuri planned to give orders to the three of them to kill the demons attacking the Village, help the injured citizens, and lead the evacuation route.