Three seconds after Muzan vanished, the Infinity Castle began to die.
It started at the very bottom. Dense cracks surfaced across the walls, and the dark purple stone seemed to have its skeleton torn out. Piece after piece peeled away from the structure, shattering and falling into the void below.
The floor gave a dull cracking sound beneath their feet. Not in one place. Everywhere.
All six arms hanging at Yaha's sides twitched at once.
The outermost one had already begun to crumble at the shoulder blade. Black flecks of light drifted free of his finger bones, palm bones, and wrist bones, dissolving into the air a segment at a time like ashes scattered by the wind.
The roleplay level panel flickered in the corner of his vision.
87%. 84%. 79%.
With every drop in the number, another section of bone vanished from his arm.
The second arm began to crumble.
Pain. The tearing sensation at the connection to his shoulder blade felt like someone sawing through his spine with a dull knife. Reverse Cursed Technique did not activate. His cursed energy circuits were deteriorating, and his ability to heal declined along with them.
The third arm.
Yaha's knees trembled.
He clenched his back teeth and refused to let himself fall to his knees.
Another section of floor broke beneath his feet. The Infinity Castle's collapse was accelerating, spreading from the lowest levels to the middle, then to the top, an irreversible chain reaction like falling dominoes.
Within thirty seconds, this space would disappear completely.
Yaha raised his left hand.
He gripped his sword.
The dark red cursed markings on the blade had already lost seventy percent of their glow. Those at the very tip were even flickering in and out.
*Enough. There was still enough for one