Chapter 219: Spider Demon Mother
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"There's too many of them. If we keep going like this, we're going to lose," Tanjiro said, his voice strained with worry. He could feel the exhaustion creeping into his limbs, and the situation was growing more desperate by the minute. More and more Demon Slayers, controlled by those sinister webs, kept coming at them. His sword arm was growing heavy from cutting the threads, and he could sense that things were only getting worse.
"Shut up!" Inosuke barked back, swinging his twin swords wildly, cutting through the webs with reckless abandon. "I'll cut them all down!" His voice was filled with fury and adrenaline, completely ignoring Tanjiro's words of caution. Inosuke's body moved like a force of nature, his boar mask only adding to his savage appearance. He showed no signs of slowing down, his blades flashing as he sliced through the air.
"You can't!" Tanjiro shouted, stepping in front of Inosuke before he could swing at another controlled slayer. "They're still alive! They're not demons; they're just being controlled by these webs!"
Inosuke stopped for a moment, glaring at Tanjiro from behind his mask, his breath heavy. "So what? They're trying to kill us! If we don't cut them down, we'll be the ones dead!"
Tanjiro's eyes softened, though his grip on his sword tightened. "I know... I know it looks bad. But they're our comrades. They're being manipulated by the demon. If we kill them, it's the same as letting the demon win. We need to find the one responsible for this."
Inosuke grunted, clearly frustrated. "Then where is it? I'm tired of waiting around while these puppet slayers attack us! I'll tear that demon apart once I find it!"
Tanjiro took a deep breath, trying to steady his rising anxiety. The situation was bad, and it was getting worse with every moment they wasted. He could smell the demon's presence—it was faint, mixed in with the thick scent of blood that filled the air. His heightened sense of smell had always been his advantage, but now it was almost overwhelming.