[Of course, you knew that even though that punch had combined several terrifying cursed technique effects, smashed straight through his arms' defenses, and landed squarely on his body, a purely physical blow of that magnitude could never kill the monster before you.]
[After all, from the moment you entered this fight, your fundamental goal had never been slaughter, but suppression and testing through absolute violence.]
[You showed no mercy. Your left hand still gripped his short pink hair tightly, forcibly hauling his heavy head upward as though lifting a dangerous object covered in blood.]
[You looked down at him from above, your eyes like ice that had not thawed in ten thousand years, and spoke coldly in a voice devoid of warmth.]
["Your head should be a little clearer now. You understand the situation, don't you? If you don't want to die, behave yourself..."]
[But to this tyrant, who had once treated the power over life and death as a game, your warning was undoubtedly the greatest provocation.]
[The instant your words fell, Sukuna's "response" was an invisible slash that came without warning, viciously aimed straight at the major artery in your neck!]
[But having suffered once already, you had long since anticipated this counterattack from a cornered beast.]
[In virtually the same microsecond that his killing intent surged, the cursed energy within you had already completed an incredibly smooth reconfiguration. The target replicated by "Phantom Parade" had switched seamlessly from the utterly destructive "Star Rage" to Satoru Gojo's nearly unassailable absolute defense, "Limitless."]
[At the absolute distance just before it touched the skin of your neck, that invisible slash, powerful enough to cleave metal and jade, seemed to sink into a swamp. Its speed slowed infinitely before it bizarrely "slid" along the space beside your neck into the night