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THE FOREST IS Destroyed, the trees and plants ripped into pieces. Blood adorns the wet grass, shining in the light of the moon which slowly looses its red color.
"Is that all you got?" the raspy and shaky voice of Akito echoes. His face as well as his arms are bruised and his breath is heavy. Though, he still feels an immense strength, which almost seems like destroying his body from the inside.
Nekura is on her knees, her gaze darts down to the ground. She doesn't move or say anything. Her clothes are torn and her body is bruised with deep wounds. His power is too strong for her, he truly has stolen her title of being the queen. With Sukunas help he is indestructible.
But Sukuna has helped her too.
"Do it."
A deep growl echoes in her ears, the voice of the king of curses which makes her flinch slightly. She grits her teeth and slowly closes her eyes. Her muscles relax and she leans her head back into her nape, facing the sky. The moon hovers right above her, its red light brushing her pale skin. She takes deep breaths, each one becomes softer with time. Her lips are slightly parted and expose her fangs, which's length increases.
The blonde wides his eyes and narrows his brows. He feels her presence and aura increasing, making him flinch. That fucking asshole. he thinks to himself, realizing that Sukuna was only playing with him the whole time.
"I can help you." the man uttered with a cunning grin as he mused the boy with his four red eyes.
"You just have to drink my blood and you'll be strong enough to surpass your sister." A deep, sinister and low chuckle escaped his lips.
Her eyes remain closed but the ground starts to shake slightly. Red light surrounds her, protecting her from Akito, who tries to attack her again. He winces as he touches the light, which causes a stingy pain in his hand.
The pale and soft skin of hers starts to glow slightly and her arms dye in a black color. Her claws appear on her fingers, now even longer than ever before. Red roses twine around her arms, the thorns digging into her skin. She leans her head forwards, opening her eyes abruptly and revealing her red irises which are surrounded by a black color. Her pupils are formed into very thin lines and her fangs are as sharp as a katana blade. The light around her disappears as she moves towards him in an incredible speed.
The blonde gasps and holds his arms in front of his body to protect himself, however, as she strikes him right into his arms she sends him flying off further into the deep and dark forest. He grits his teeth and tries to land on his feet again but there's no chance left for him. Nekura appears next to him in the air, kicking him another time with full force.
Her strength overcomes her, even blurring her mind at this point. She seems like an animal. An animal that hunts its prey. Not a single time she lets him recover. Attack after attack and punch after punch. His body gets so bruised that he isn't even able to heal his wounds anymore. He is just a wreck, in the face of death.
He lands on the ground harshly, wincing in pain again. His eyes are heavy, not glowing red anymore. Instead, they have returned to its normal blue again. His claws have disappeared and his body is more human now. However, this doesn't hold her back from aiming for another attack. She lands right in front of him, hovering over him with her height as she glares down at his weak and bruised figure. With her hand muscles tensed up she holds her arm high, ready to ram her claws into his chest. However, when she is just about to do that, someone grabs her arm from behind.
"That's enough." the smooth voice of the white haired sorcerer echoes in her ears, causing her to turn around with a glare. "You're not being yourself right now." He moves his index and middle finger to her forehead, gently touching it. After a few seconds already her eyes loose their red glow and her body feels heavy. She falls into his muscular arms, now unconscious and vulnerable. The white haired man looks at her as he catches her, his expression serious.
He puts her on his shoulder casually, as if she weights nothing. After he does that, he looks down at Akito, who's still lying on the ground. The blonde looks up at him, searching for his gaze behind the black blindfold.
"So you're Satoru Gojo?" the blonde asks with a low and weak voice, causing the man to raise his brows.
"Yes." Satoru answers curtly. "And I'm the strongest."
After receiving this answer the blonde looses his consciousness as well, falling into a slumber. His body has still not healed its wounds, causing the sorcerer to wonder just how strong Nekura was that she could hurt him that much.
Rubbing his chin, he sighs. His crystal blue eyes stay on the man's face as his expression stays serious. The students have won against the curses. he thinks to himself. Though, I would not say that they were able to kill them all. His thoughts wander to the grey haired curse Mahito, who was Megumis opponent. Mahito is a complicated and strong curse, about whom the Jujutsu academy still hasn't enough information. Even if the student has managed to end the fight, he must be very bruised.
"Hey, Sensei."
The voice of the pink haired teen makes him turn around to him, seeing him in his state. He has a few bruises but isn't hurt that much. Nobara and Megumi accompany him, both looking the same as their classmate Yuji. Their clothes are torn and their skin is slightly wounded.
Satoru raises his brows at Megumi, wondering why he's still in such a good condition. Though, a wave of relief washes over his face.
"Megumi," the teacher begins calmly, "Where's the curse with those scars?" he asks.
The boy shrugs. "He just left in the middle of the fight."
Satoru narrows his eyes before sighing. Just as Kento said, he leaves in situations that become dangerous for him. he scoffs in his thoughts. Mahito is a cunning curse which runs away whenever it wants. What a weakling.
"Alrighty," the white haired man says, now with a more lighthearted tone in his voice. "Pick up that guy over there and let's go back to the academy!" He utters nonchalantly, pointing at the unconscious blonde vampire.
The teens flinch at the sight of their enemy, raising their brows and widening their eyes.
Satoru slowly begins to walk off, waving off their fear. "Oh come on, he's unconscious."
