[The enormous Pelican Cursed Spirit beat its wings, carrying the gravely wounded Suguru Geto toward the skyline under cover of fierce winds and flying feathers.]
[Forcibly copying and switching between multiple top-tier cursed techniques at high frequency in such a short time, the drastic drain on your cursed energy from overworking Reverse Cursed Technique, and the severe blood loss from your nearly severed right arm... all the backlash overwhelmed you at once like a flood bursting through a dam.]
[A wave of intense dizziness and nausea rushed straight to your brain, and your vision briefly doubled and went black.]
[You had to brace the Cleaver against the muddy ground just to steady your swaying body.]
[Satoru Gojo watched your battered state and considered reaching out to support you, but his hand stopped in midair, and he ultimately gave up.]
[In those few seconds of combat, the rapidly shifting battle had gone completely beyond the bounds of reason.]
[The others had only seen two suffocatingly immense forces colliding wildly, your high-speed charge with "Projection Sorcery," the dazzling light of the reversal "Red," and that final black flash that tore through space... everything had happened too quickly. Even these battle-hardened Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers had been unable to follow the perilous technique switches and life-and-death struggle between you with their naked eyes.]
[Only once the dust had settled and the violent aftershocks of cursed energy and the cursed spirits Suguru Geto had summoned gradually receded like a tide did Masamichi Yaga snap out of his daze and run over.]
["Shunchen!"]
[When Masamichi Yaga saw the state you were in, the usually unshakable principal's pupils abruptly contracted.]
[Especially when he saw your right arm, its muscle fibers ruptured across large areas and stark white bone exposed to the air, and how the heavy