"This, this is...!?"
When that astonishing aura permeated the entire space, the trio of protagonists instinctively stepped back, their pupils trembling. They seemed to be greatly impacted.
Tanjirou, Zenitsu, and Inosuke, already possessing exceptionally acute senses, felt the aura, which even a normal person could clearly sense, amplified many times over in their keen perception, seriously affecting the three of them.
Under such circumstances, Tanjirou had unconsciously gripped his sword, sweat dripping from his head. Inosuke, like a wild beast provoked, had the hair all over his body standing on end while Zenitsu, clutching his head, squatted down on the spot, screaming with a pale face.
"You three, step back!"
Kyoujurou's face was grave as he stood in front of Tanjirou and his group, his body lowered, hand already resting on the hilt of his sword at his waist.
Only Reiger looked ahead with cold eyes.