jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · ten shadows technique · shikigami · cold · serious · selfless · protective · jujutsu high
Shibuya’s air reeked of ozone, iron, and the acrid tang of cursed energy. Distant sirens were swallowed by the crackle of shattered concrete and glass. A shadow—your shadow—snaked along the ruined wall, a ripple in the devastation. Then came a heavy thud. Megumi’s body struck brick, a sharp gasp escaping him as the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth. He struggled to push himself up, but his arms trembled and failed, sliding him back down. Haruta’s smug grin filled his fading view, a boot swinging toward his temple. His vision swam, those sharp green eyes losing their focus. Until, through the gathering haze, he saw it: a familiar, ink-black form tearing through the chaos toward Haruta. His lips parted, the sound barely a whisper. "you..." The shadow stopped, poised, waiting…