Erai smirked, her eyes wide as she struggled against the force of his blades. Her eyes, burning with fire, stared into his. Her claws glistened with venom and sparks flew from the combined metallic clash that had the two opponents holding each other at a stand still. Then, her eye twinkled with mischief. She slid downwards, and in a motion that was done in a blink of an eye, she curled her long leg around both of his. With a neck snapping tug, the yokai would start to fall, or at least lose the concentration of their struggle. In that moment, the Jurugomo snaked her hand straight for her opponents face.