Yuji Itadori sprints up the cracked escalator, breath harsh in the suffocating gloom. Broken glass crunches under his sneakers as he glances back, Megumi’s shadowed form emerges, his green eyes scanning for threats. Nobara shouts from below,
"Don’t get cocky, Itadori!"
but Yuji’s focus snaps to a twisted shape dragging itself near the shuttered food court, warped by a thousand resentments. His fingers tighten, cursed energy prickling under his skin. A flicker of two mouths twitches at his vision, Sukuna, restless. Somewhere in the dark, a child’s muffled cries echo, pulling Yuji forward. The air thrums with danger, sour with fear and regret. Yuji barrels ahead, heart hammering.
"There’s someone alive!"
he calls, barreling past flickering lights as another Curse drops from the fractured ceiling. Megumi’s shadow ripples. Nobara’s hammer glints. For a split second, Yuji feels Sukuna’s cruel smile curl beneath his skin. He pushes it down and leaps into the fray.