A player in Jujutsu Kaisen

He can see the soul [95]

Mahito's eyes lit up with childlike glee as he witnessed his cunning plan unfold successfully. The joy of outsmarting his opponent and turning the tables filled him with an infectious enthusiasm. His grin widened, revealing a sense of mischief and satisfaction as the rubbery defense thwarted Kashimo's lightning attack.

On the other side, Kashimo's excitement mirrored Mahito's thrill. The battle junkie within him reveled in the unpredictability of the confrontation. The unexpected turn of events only fueled his eagerness, and the challenge became even more enticing. There was a spark of anticipation in his eyes, relishing the dynamic nature of the fight and the constant exchange of tactics and countermeasures.

The battlefield echoed with the sounds of their clashes, and amidst the chaos, Mahito and Kashimo found a shared delight in the exhilarating dance of combat. The childlike glee and the unbridled excitement of the two combatants added a layer of intensity to an already charged confrontation.

The thrill of battle continued, but Mahito couldn't ignore the persistent drawback of facing Kashimo. Each punch from the battle junkie carried a troublesome static sensation, as if Mahito was being electrified with every blocked hit. The annoyance began to wear on him, disrupting the flow of his attacks and defenses.

In response, Mahito, ever the master of transfiguration, decided to adapt. With a swift transformation of his own body, he altered its composition in a way that minimized the impact of the static feeling. The annoyance now became a mere inconvenience as Mahito sought to regain control over the fight.

Kashimo was having an absolute blast in the midst of the battle against Mahito. With every passing second, the fight became a thrilling spectacle of creativity and adaptation. Mahito's transfiguration skills added an extra layer of excitement to the confrontation.

As Kashimo unleashed his attacks, Mahito responded with a dynamic dance of transfiguration. Each movement was calculated, a strategic alteration of his own body or the environment, aimed at gaining the upper hand. Kashimo, far from being deterred, reveled in the constant shifts and changes, the unpredictable nature of the battle only adding to the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Every punch, every kick, and every evasive maneuver from Kashimo was met with a countermove from Mahito, creating a captivating rhythm in their clash. The battlefield transformed continuously, becoming a canvas for their respective abilities. Kashimo embraced the challenge with unbridled enthusiasm, thoroughly enjoying the dynamic exchange that unfolded with each passing moment. The fight became a playground of possibilities, a canvas for their skills and a source of unending excitement for the battle-hungry Kashimo.

As Kashimo landed a punch on Mahito,straight to the face and Mahito tanked it,but as Mahito raised his head he looked at the man saying "You cant damage me if you cant see my soul"As those words left his mouth,what seemed to blood came out of Mahito nose to which Kashimo grin.

"Then I'll just have to make sure you show it to me!" Kashimo replied with a wide grin, his battle spirit undeterred by Mahito's boast.

As Kashimo continued to press the attack, Mahito's earlier confidence began to waver. With each strike, Kashimo seemed to penetrate Mahito's defenses in a way that Mahito hadn't anticipated. The confusion set in as Mahito realized something unexpected — his soul was indeed being damaged.

A look of bewilderment crossed Mahito's face, his eyes widening in surprise. The revelation that Kashimo had found a way to harm his soul left Mahito momentarily off-balance. It was an unforeseen turn of events that disrupted Mahito's calculated approach to the battle.

Mahito's realization hit him like a sudden revelation. The pieces of the puzzle fell into place as he looked at Kashimo with newfound understanding. This man wasn't just an ordinary opponent; he was a reincarnated player, much like Yuji in the case of Sukuna. However, the crucial difference here was that Kashimo's host body didn't possess the ability to suppress him.

Mahito's grin widened as he welcomed the unexpected twist in the battle. Far from being scared or deterred, he found a renewed excitement in the realization that his opponent, Kashimo, had the ability to damage his soul. The prospect of facing a formidable adversary who could truly challenge him ignited a spark of enthusiasm within Mahito.

In Mahito's eyes, the unforeseen turn of events added an exhilarating dimension to the fight. The prospect of a challenging and dynamic battle, where both sides could inflict significant damage, was exactly what Mahito craved. His grin conveyed a sense of delight, as he relished the unfolding encounter that promised to be far more engaging and thrilling than a one-sided confrontation.

The clash between Mahito and Kashimo intensified, both combatants now aware of the stakes involved. Mahito, fueled by the thrill of facing a potent adversary, began to strengthen and transfigure his own body more aggressively. Every movement was calculated to maximize his capabilities and keep up with the relentless onslaught from Kashimo.

As the battle unfolded, Mahito's form became more dynamic, adapting to the ebb and flow of the fight. His limbs elongated for added reach, muscles bulged for increased strength, and his entire being morphed in response to Kashimo's relentless attacks. Each transfiguration was a testament to Mahito's mastery over his own form, as he sought to match the intensity brought forth by his formidable opponent.

Kashimo, in turn, responded with a surge of electrifying attacks, his punches and kicks resonating with a magnetic force. The battlefield crackled with energy as Mahito's transfigured body met Kashimo's onslaught head-on. The fight became a mesmerizing display of strategy and power, with both combatants pushing their limits to outmaneuver and overpower the other.

As the battle reached a pivotal moment, Kashimo's grin hinted at a strategic move, and Mahito, ever perceptive, could sense a familiar buildup of energy. The anticipation of the impending lightning strike filled the air, and Kashimo seemed poised to execute the same move again.

Mahito, however, was not one to fall for the same trick twice. His disappointment was palpable as he mockingly questioned Kashimo's reliance on a seemingly predictable strategy. "You really expect this to work?" Mahito taunted, ready to counter the anticipated lightning strike.

But, to his surprise, instead of the expected lightning, Mahito found himself facing Kashimo's fist. It was as if Kashimo's punch possessed a magnetic force that drew it unerringly toward Mahito's face. The disappointment in Mahito's expression shifted to bewilderment as he struggled to evade the relentless barrage of punches.

In that moment, Kashimo's unexpected tactic left Mahito grappling with the unforeseen challenge, proving that the battle was far from predictable.