Inside the domain, Satoru Gojo's fists rained down like a sudden storm, pounding Kashimo's body one blow after another.
Blue's pull gave every punch an irresistible attraction. That force held Kashimo's body firmly in place, leaving him no way to dodge.
Worse still, Sukuna kept prowling at the edge of his vision, ready to pounce from a blind spot at any moment.
Kashimo blocked Gojo's furious assault while devoting most of his attention to tracking Sukuna's movements. The muscles in his arms stretched taut as strings about to snap.
Suddenly, Blue's pull yanked Gojo away, launching him past Kashimo's side.
Almost in that same instant, Sukuna's fist filled the space Gojo had just occupied.
Wrapped in cursed energy, the fist shot straight toward Kashimo's temple. Against an ordinary sorcerer, that punch would have shattered his skull.
Kashimo did not retreat. He did not even hesitate. He slammed a fist into Sukuna's face, and an electric charge exploded the instant his knuckles met flesh. Blue-white lightning scorched half of Sukuna's face black, curling the burned skin.
"Hss-!" Sukuna clenched his teeth, his expression twisting for an instant from the searing pain in his face. He neither retreated nor blocked. Instead, he clenched his other fist and returned the blow to Kashimo's face.
At the same time, Gojo closed in from another direction, his fist wrapped in Blue's pull, and smashed it into Kashimo's temple.
Both forces struck his head at once. Kashimo's body lurched sideways, his vision going white and his ears ringing, but he never lowered his other hand.
Blue-white light was gathering in his palm. This was no spur-of-the-moment counterattack. He had begun building that power earlier, before their fists struck his head simultaneously. White light spun, compressed, and swelled in his palm, like a star held in his