Chapter 12
Sukuna's fist shot out, aiming to crush Kamo's skull, but the young sorcerer vanished in a burst of speed, reappearing behind the cursed spirit. Kamo unleashed a barrage of fiery kicks, his movements so fast that they left afterimages in their wake.
Sukuna grunted in annoyance as he struggled to keep up with Kamo's relentless assault. The cursed spirit's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly unleashed a powerful shockwave of curse energy, the blast radiating outward and forcing Kamo to retreat.
Undeterred, Kamo continued his assault, his body blurring as he darted around Sukuna, raining down blows from every angle. But the cursed spirit's reflexes, though slower, were still lightning-fast, and he managed to block or deflect most of Kamo's attacks.
The two combatants were locked in a brutal dance, their movements a blur as they exchanged strikes with devastating power. Kamo's enhanced perception allowed him to anticipate Sukuna's moves, but the cursed spirit's sheer strength and durability made it difficult for the young sorcerer to land a decisive blow.
Sukuna's lips curled into a sinister grin as he observed Kamo's frantic movements. "You're fast, boy," the cursed spirit growled, "but not fast enough."
With a sudden burst of speed, Sukuna lunged forward, his massive fist colliding with Kamo's chest. The impact sent the young sorcerer hurtling through the air, his body slamming into the ground with a sickening thud.
Kamo lay there, gasping for breath, his body battered and bruised. Sukuna loomed over him, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.
"I must admit, you've impressed me," Sukuna said, his voice dripping with condescension. "But now, it's time to end this little game."
Kamo's eyes narrowed as he stared up at Sukuna, his battered body trembling with a mixture of pain and determination. The young sorcerer refused to be cowed by the cursed spirit's overwhelming power, his ego and thirst for victory fueling his resolve.
With a defiant growl, Kamo pushed himself up, his movements shaky but his gaze unwavering. Sukuna watched with a bemused expression, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
"Still have some fight in you, do you?" the cursed spirit taunted. "
Kamo's response was a sudden burst of speed, his body blurring as he launched himself at Sukuna with lightning-fast movements. The young sorcerer engaged the cursed spirit in a flurry of hand-to-hand combat, his enhanced perception and reflexes allowing him to land a few glancing blows.
Sukuna, though momentarily caught off guard, quickly adapted to Kamo's frenzied assault. The cursed spirit's massive fists lashed out, each strike carrying enough force to shatter bone. Kamo desperately tried to create some distance, his nimble movements allowing him to evade the worst of Sukuna's attacks.
As the two combatants traded blows, Kamo searched for an opening, his mind racing to find a way to momentarily hold Sukuna, so that he could deploy his trump card.
Kamo's eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of the gaping wound in Sukuna's chest, a reminder of the nerf Sukuna was fighting with. Deciding to try and exploit that weakness, he fired a concentrated beam of fire.
Sukuna although able to dodge Kagura's attack wasn't able to stop the beam from fulfilling it's purpose. His body poised in an awkward angle barely escaping the death beam from such a close range left an opening.
Kagura suddenly appeared behind Sukuna, his feet bleeding from the intense strain they had to go through just to stop him as he caught Sukuna off-guard for the second time in this fight.
Not missing this golden opportunity, Kagura kicked Sukuna with all his might, launching him a distance away as sparks of black came to life once again.
The impact of the strike sent Sukuna tumbling, his body contorting as he struggled to regain his balance.
Sukuna picked himself up, his eyes gleaming with a twisted delight as he surveyed the scene before him. "Ah, would you look at that," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement. He was thoroughly enjoying this fight, or rather, this game he was playing with Kamo.
But as he roses Sukuna felt his danger instincts go off, the sheer concentration of curse energy making his hair stand on end.
Infront of Sukuna stood Kamo with his hand cupped almost 70 percent of his curse energy concentrated in a ball of fire cradled in hands like a sacred orb of destruction.
The only reason Kagura was able to gather and concentrate this much curse energy being his heightened output due to the binding vows he made. He Looked the king of curse in the eyes and started a chant as the fire inside the death ball started to spin in all directions.
KA—
As the glowing orb in kamo's hand as if responding to the chant started to turn into vortex of power and fire , Ryomen Sukuna smiled deciding to meet fire with fire.
ME—
He brought his hands together and started executing a sequence of hand signs, the only sound in the detection center except the scorch of fire being "Furnace Open"
However before Sukuna could unleash whatever he had up his sleeve, Kamo sprang into action as if anticipating what Sukuna is going to do and not wanting it to happen.
HA ME HA
In a fluid motion, he thrust his hand forward without allowing sukuna even a chance to put up some kind of defense. A ray of fire hotter than the deepest volcano manifesting in front of Sukuna.
The king of curses is consumed by the flames, too slow to put up any kind of defense, his counterattack being too slow to be executed as he was burdened with chants and hand signs due to being at a mere 2 fingers of strength.
The world burned as the wave of fire tore through the entire building behind Sukuna, vanishing into the sky as it evaporated the clouds and left utter destruction on the ground in its wake.
The sheer intensity of the flames enough to melt steel and reduce concrete to rubble, leaving nothing but a charred and desolate landscape in its path. The heat so intense that the air seemed to shimmer, and the very ground trembled beneath this devastating power.
Kamo weaved a sigh of relief as he looked at the ruin he has caused, kneeling and completely exhausted he muttered " Why should I let you fucking charge your attack, fuck honnor and all that shit. The only thing that matters is I won."
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