Hana Kurusu rushed up close and was just about to reach for Uraume's arm.
The weakness on Sukuna's face vanished completely.
Black curse markings crawled back over his cheeks, a vicious light roiling in his eyes, still carrying the fury from taking Jacob's Ladder head-on.
A savage smile stretched across his lips, like a cat that had finished toying with a mouse and was finally ready to bite.
"Had enough?"
He spoke softly, undisguised mockery in his tone.
"Too late."
Before his words had faded, he abruptly shook off Uraume's hand and appeared before Hana Kurusu in a flash.
He moved so fast that only a black blur remained.
Hana Kurusu's pupils contracted sharply. She was just about to raise her hands to defend herself when a palm struck her square in the chest.
That palm strike carried his anger from taking Jacob's Ladder head-on, its force greater than expected.
Crack-
The sharp sound of her breastbone shattering was clearly audible.
The tremendous impact drove through her chest, sending her flying like a kite with its string cut. A sweet, metallic taste surged up her throat, and blood sprayed uncontrollably from her mouth.
Before she could hit the ground, Sukuna flashed after her.
He raised his hand in a chopping strike, severing her left arm at the shoulder.
Shhk-
Blood sprayed out, splashing across the rubble-strewn ground, glaringly vivid.
Hana Kurusu hit the ground hard, rolled twice, and could no longer get up.
Blood gushed from the wound where her arm had been severed. Pain sent spasms through her entire body, her face as pale as paper.
Her vision kept darkening, yet she stubbornly held her eyes open, staring at Sukuna with hatred and disbelief.
Angel's consciousness raged frantically inside her head before finally losing composure and griping as though