Untamed by criticat

Prompt: Babeldom

This drabble was written for Smittee’s Alphabet challenge.

Standard disclaimer applies. I do not own Inuyasha.

Sesshomaru felt his strength return gradually as the toxin’s effect lessened, pink scars replacing the ugly ragged gashes on his flesh. Skin vibrated as foreign energy rose to the surface of his binds at the slight movement, battling his youki. With a snarl, he pushed against the restrains, crimson threading the gold of his eyes as his talons elongated to deadly points, growling becoming feral. Not allowing himself to be lost to rage, the prudent youkai stopped, fighting against his baser instincts.

‘So I cannot break the chains..’

With a grunt, he flicked away dust that settled upon his shoulder, turning to gaze at the wall. Feeling weathered rock crumble down, his struggles leaving wounds in the seemingly impenetrable stone, the demon paused, observing the holes where his elbows were moments ago.

‘..but the walls.’

Taking the thick piece of metal into his hand, he pulled, smirking as with a sickening screech of protest the pole gave in, the grey rock bubbling and popping to give way. 

Finally free, Sesshomaru rose, tuning out the babeldom in the numerous rooms of the palace that his keen senses picked up on, his attentions concentrated fully on the irate flickering of familiar youki.

Prompt: Babeldom – a cacophony of voices.