May offered a rare, faint smile. "Together is the only way we survive."
Ameena looked up, meeting May's intense gaze. In the quiet of the evening, the formidable Pillar seemed less like a warrior and more like a mentor—a partner. rkprime ameena green may hashira a threeso better
May sheathed her sword with a sharp click, stepping closer until they were an arm's length apart. "We do not protect 'everyone.' That is a god's task. We protect the person in front of us. That is the Hashira's way." May offered a rare, faint smile
"You hesitate, Ameena," May said softly, her voice carrying the weight of a thousand battles. "In our line of work, a moment's doubt is the difference between life and death. A wrong move, and there is no going back." May sheathed her sword with a sharp click,
"Together, then?" Ameena asked, her resolve hardening.
May Hashira, the embodiment of poise and lethal precision, didn't flinch. She merely adjusted her grip, the setting sun glinting off her Nichirin sword.
The dense fog of the Demon Slayer Corps' training grounds usually provided silence, but today, the air was thick with tension. Ameena Green stood with her blade drawn, her breathing steady but her eyes darting toward the figure opposite her.