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chapter theme song: shinigami eyes by grimes
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Toji thrusted his blade forward. As soon as it came into contact with Satoru, it came to a halt.
"That's right...I forgot. You've got that Infinity thing on—"
Gojo grunted with clenched teeth and sucker punched Toji, causing Toji's nose to spurt blood, an unsatisfied groan fluttering form his lips.
Toji hastily unsheathed his katana, but Gojo was done with all of this. He set a hearty red burst of energy around them enclosing the scarred fiend.
The crimson beast ate up parts of the school, spitting up concrete and gravel, driving itself in a tight circle to enclose the two.
Ash rained down from the crimson sky as the red burst settled into a quiet hum, the dark dust settling around them.
Gojo's beaty eyes glared at Toji as he caught his breath, black smoke filing his lungs, his pecks expanding and retracting to every beat against the fabric of his tight black shirt. He lifted his hands, drawing the rest of his energy:
"Now you can't run—"
Awe rested above Toji's brow, "Impressive." If there was anyway to go, this was ideal for him. Gojo was always a worthy opponent.
The humming settled before them, whilst Toji readied himself. He took a few steps back, searching for his escape route as Satoru glared up to the tower in the distance. With crossed legs, and a hand to his temple, Geto smiled back down at Satoru and laughed under his breath.
"—I hope you're watching, Geto."
Red anticipated the blue in the opposite hand; they glided over one another to marry. It had been a while since Satoru last did this.The blue energy licked the froth of red and mixed to create a fiery death-defining purple.
"—Purple."
Violent violet surged the curse-less man, but by a stroke of luck a blurred white-coat figure came to whisk Toji away, and just like that, Toji was gone as fast as he had entered the scene.
Gojo glared with a death stare in the direction they had fled, his violet orb destroying a plethora of the school.
"Fuck..." he growled, refocusing himself.
He looked to the school before him—heaps of scattered shingles, wood and cement buried in dirt rubble. (Y/n) flashed across his mind; he couldn't bring himself to break yet, so he analyzed instead. "I was just gonna kill him. But he might actually have answers..."
The sound of fire, crackling like a whip in the distance numbed his sense, "...what am I doing?"
"We'll go after them." A voice called from a roof to the side of Gojo. His eyes led up to meet with familiar ones. Maki and Nobara stared down at Gojo confidently.
