CHAPTER 22: CALAMITY INCARNATE

The air cracked open as Sukuna—now wielding Megumi's body—unleashed a flare of cursed energy so vile and dense, even the sky above seemed to darken.

Itadori charged in first, fists clenched, face twisted in pain and fury.

"Sukuna!! GIVE ME MEGUMI BACK!!"

Sukuna smirked with Megumi's face—a cruel, twisted sight.

"Oh? You really think this body is yours to reclaim?"

He moved like lightning. A single strike sent Itadori crashing through three walls.

Higuruma stepped forward next, drawing his Executioner's Sword from thin air.

"You're a calamity now… and I'm the judge."

Sukuna merely raised an eyebrow before parrying the sword with ease, his cursed energy dripping like venom.

The two tried to flank him, but Sukuna was dancing around them, laughing. He wasn't even fighting seriously—just testing, teasing, toying.

And then…

He stopped.

A flash of crimson light. A thunderous boom.

Sukuna rocketed into the air and vanished into the sky, leaving a ruptured crater behind.

Itadori pulled himself up, breathing hard, bloodied and dazed.

"Why didn't he finish us off…?"

Higuruma wiped the sweat off his brow, his voice grim.

"He didn't need to. That wasn't a battle. That was a warning."

He looked toward the sky, his expression haunted.

"This… this is a natural disaster."

He turned to Itadori.

"No… it's worse than that."

The silence between them said everything.

They both knew it now.

They needed Gojo.

And they needed him fast.