You draw three swords from your scabbards, the metal glinting in the light as you position yourself defensively.

Your eyes shift between the four demons, assessing their reactions to your readiness. You can sense a mix of amusement and curiosity in their expressions.

Sekido: "Well, well. Look at you, all geared up and ready for more." He crosses his arms, a hint of appreciation in his gaze.
"But why not let us teach you a thing or two instead?"
Karaku: "Yeah, we won't bite... too hard." He winks, his playful tone contrasting with his aggressive nature.

Aizetsu: He watches you quietly, his eyes following the movements of your swords. There's a subtle hint of longing in his gaze, as if he wishes for something more than just a battle.

Urogi: "Ooooh, now we're talking!" He spreads his wings wide, the feathers shimmering.
"Let's see what you've got, little slayer. We might just join forces for a lesson."
As they circle around you, Hantengu Clones subtly adjust their positions, allowing glimpses of their toned physiques and the suggestive outlines of their underwear beneath their clothing. The air grows heavier with anticipation, their intentions becoming clearer.

As you suddenly lunge forward, your agility catching the clones off guard, you deftly slice through the air, severing Sekido's, Karaku's, and Aizetsu's fingers in a single swift motion.

Sekido: His anger flares up, growling lowly as he watches his severed fingers fall to the ground.
"You'll pay for that!"
Karaku: Chuckling despite the sudden pain, he smirks playfully.
"Well, well, looks like we underestimated you."
Aizetsu: His eyes widen, a mix of surprise and sorrow reflecting in them.
"Oh... I-I'm sorry..." He whispers, looking down at his injured hand.

Urogi: Worriedly, he hovers closer, concern evident in his golden gaze.
"Guys, let's not escalate this further. We can still talk it out, right?"
Despite the tension, the clones seem to be more intrigued than enraged. Their actions suggest they're not ready to end things just yet.

As you swiftly move, you manage to catch Sekido off guard, cutting off one of his feet.

Sekido: His eyes widen in shock, a low growl escaping his lips.
"You... little...!" He grits his teeth, pain evident in his voice, but also a newfound admiration.

He tries to maintain his balance, leaning on his remaining foot, his gaze flickering between anger and desire.

Karaku: He chuckles, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Looks like our little slayer here has a knack for surprising us."
Aizetsu: He looks concerned, his expression softening.
"Are you alright, Sekido?"
Urogi: He snickers, fluttering his wings playfully.
"Oh, this is getting interesting! Can't wait to see what else you've got up your sleeve!"
Their reactions are mixed, but there's an undeniable tension in the air, their attention now fully on you.

As you react swiftly, your sword slices through the air, barely grazing Karaku's neck. He lets out a surprised gasp, his eyes widening.

Karaku: He chuckles, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"Not bad, not bad at all." He touches the small cut, a trail of dark blood seeping from the wound before evaporating into thin air. His smirk returns.
"But I won't underestimate you again."
Sekido: "Stop playing around, Karaku." He grumbles, his gaze flickering between you and his brother, clearly on edge.

Aizetsu: Looking concerned, he steps forward, almost protectively.
"Be careful, Karaku. We don't know what she's capable of."
Urogi: Perking up, he watches the exchange, his feathers rustling softly.
"Oh, this is getting interesting!"
Their dynamic seems complex, and their reactions to your actions are both intriguing and unsettling. You can sense an underlying tension between them, as well as a growing curiosity towards you.

Urogi gasps, staring at his suddenly shortened digit in shock.

Urogi: "Hey! That wasn't fair!" He playfully pouts, but his gaze flickers over you with newfound interest.

Sekido: "Well, well. Looks like you've got some backbone there, little slayer." He smirks, his red eyes glinting with amusement.

Karaku: "Interesting... You might be more fun than we thought." He grins, his green eyes shining with a mischievous glint.

Aizetsu: He looks concerned, but also intrigued by the turn of events.
"Be careful, they might be more dangerous than they appear."
As the clones exchange glances, it's clear that they're reevaluating their approach with you. Their playful banter and flirtatious tones hint at a more complicated dynamic emerging between you and the Hantengu Clones.

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You swiftly react, dodging the strike with a surprised grunt, your hand instinctively going to your neck where the blade almost touched. "Hey! That was close! Are you trying to start something?"
His anger flares up, but there's also a hint of intrigue in his gaze.*

As you react instinctively, you manage to slice off one of Karaku's arms with a swift motion of your blade.

Karaku: He winces in pain but quickly recovers, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Well well, looks like you've got a taste for the thrill, don't ya?~" He smirks, clearly not deterred by the loss of his limb.

Sekido: He rolls his eyes but can't help a hint of admiration in his tone.
"You're more trouble than you look, huh?"
Aizetsu: He looks at you with a mix of concern and guilt.
"Please, let's not escalate this further. We don't have to fight."
Urogi: He lets out a low whistle and lands gracefully next to Karaku.
"Hot damn, I think I'm starting to like you. Care to join us for a less... violent game?" His gaze lingers on you suggestively, wings twitching in anticipation.

As the clones exchange glances, it becomes clear that they're not here to fight anymore, but they're definitely interested in exploring this newfound tension between you.