Satoru Gojo hovered high in the sky, his azure eyes looking down at the two figures below.
He descended slowly, his toes touching the ground, a casual smile playing on his lips.
"You two look like a real mess."
"Heh, barging onto the battlefield isn't a smart choice." Sukuna wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his scarlet eyes narrowing slightly.
"Heh, that doesn't apply to me." Satoru Gojo grinned, stripped off his white jacket, and tossed it aside. His black fitted shirt clung to him, outlining his lean, muscular frame.
He glanced down at his clothes, then at Kashimo, his voice tinged with distaste.
"Huh, we're matching. I wanted to stand out."
Before he finished speaking, he had already charged forward.
His fist shot straight toward Kashimo's face. Kashimo sidestepped and swung a counterpunch, hitting nothing.
Satoru Gojo vanished the instant the rush of air from Kashimo's fist reached him. Blue's pull dragged him toward the ground, where he landed smoothly and rolled onto his back.
"Red!"
A dark red beam erupted from his palm, slamming squarely into Kashimo's chest while he was still off balance from his missed punch. Kashimo flew backward, smashing through a ruined wall and sending rubble flying.
Satoru Gojo sprang off the ground, his figure flickering. In the next instant, he was beside Sukuna.
Sukuna swung a fist at him. He blocked it, clamped all five fingers around Sukuna's wrist, and drove his other fist, wrapped in Blue's pull, hard into Sukuna's abdomen.
Sukuna grunted, broke free of Satoru Gojo's grip, and pushed off with his toes to retreat swiftly. But a blue-white beam was already hurtling toward him from the side.
It was Kashimo's Piercing Thunder.
With no time to dodge, Sukuna took the beam squarely in his side. The resulting