Click!
The car door behind Akira closed as he stepped out of the vehicle, his red and black hair swaying in the cold breeze. The sky had turned dark, with rain clouds hanging above the area.
Maki stepped out after him, the suit holding her cursed tool spear open, with a loud zip, before she took the spear out, leaving the case inside the car.
Turning to Akira, Maki hesitated for a second before walking right next to him, her shoulders barely two inches away from touching Akira's own shoulder.
"Uhm, excuse me for interrupting you, Akira-kun, Maki-san. But Gojo had told me neither of you can use cursed energy, so I'll have to do the curtain,"
Exiting the car, Ojichi spoke up wiht a quiet tone, his finger pushing his glasses higher up on his nose.
"Sure, go ahead." Akira nodded, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes as he watched Ijichi place his hands together before beginning to chant something.
"Emerge from the darkness, blacker than darkness. Purify that which is impure," Ijichi chanted under his breath, and immediately after finishing, a ball of black liquid appeared in the sky.
The black liquid stretched out, forming a sphere as it loomed, covering the entire Prison facility so that no one would notice anything strange around it.
A second later, everything was covered, forming a black curtain.
"A-Alright, you two, I had lowered the curtain, the only thing remaining is for you two to go inside and exorcise the Cursed Spirit hiding inside," Ijichi turned to Akira and Maki, his breath heavier.
Ijichi was not a sorcerer, and his cursed energy reserves were pathetic, barely higher than a non-sorcerer. So even lowering a curtain was taxing for him.
"Thanks, you can wait here. And if anything happens, don't come inside, call Gojo," Akira nodded as he walked past Ijichi, patting his shoulder while Maki ignored him.
"Right!" Ijichi nodded.
Akira and Maki looked at each other before stepping through the black curtain. Akira felt the liquid pass around his body, a cool and chill sensation licking his body.
"Hey, are you sure this is a Grade 4 mission?" Akira turned to Maki and asked wiht confusion, his eyes twitching as he suddenly sensed a massive amount of cursed energy in the distance.
It gave off a disgusting presence, as if he was looking at an amalgamation of fears, smudged together into one flesh and soul, sickening and an eyesore to the core.
"Yeah, of course it is. Gojo said it was a Grade four, so only Grade four cursed spirits, maybe a Grade three, should be inside the facility. Why?" Maki nodded with raised eyebrows, caution in her tone as she looked at Akira for answers.
Even though she hates to admit it, Maki herself knows and acknowledges that Akira's strength is many times greater than hers. So, if he sensed something was wrong, then something was definitely wrong with this mission.
"Nothing really, just sensing a Special Grade cursed spirit inside the building... Also, was there supposed to be another sorcerer here?" Akira shrugged his shoulders, hands in his pockets, as his eyes glowed a blood red.
Activating his Demon Brain for a mere second, Akira saw through the walls, his vision turning white before landing on a woman walking up the stairs, right towards the source of that massive, cursed energy.
'Hmm, the cursed energy of that cursed spirit is being hidden by some barrier...' Akira narrowed his eyes as he took his hands out of his pocket, his calves tensing.
"Shit! We need to call Gojo before that cursed spirit notices us-"
"It's too late,"
Akira didn't say anything else as he rushed forward, leaving behind a sonic boom that threw Maki back from the shockwaves. Akira narrowed his eyes in confusion as to why he was rushing forward.
'No way... Did the talk with that modern Socrates actually do something to change me?... Nah, it's probably because I actually have a duty now as a Jujutsu Sorcerer,'
Akira chuckled at his own foolish thoughts as he broke through the prison wall, breaking the walls as if they were made of wet paper.
'Nothing's changed about me, I am just doing my job right now, as every worker does,' Akira thought with a lazy grin, his fists blurring as he took out his cursed tool, which was a knuckleduster.
[With Utahime...]
"..."
Utahime froze in crippling fear as she locked her eyes with the cursed spirit's. Dread washed over her at the disgusting sight of a snake, with spider legs and as massive as a fricking truck.
Hisss~
Utahime felt her breakfast churn in her stomach as if it were about to blow straight up from her stomach and through her mouth. The cursed spirit opened his mouth, hissing as he sprayed his stench breath at her.
Swosh!
Utahime crocuhed, her face still as she pressed a fist against her palm. A circle appeared around her, glowing for a brief second as she activated her cursed technique.
[Sole Forbidden Area!]
This cursed technique increases the cursed energy output of other sorcerers or herself by 120%. Normally, Utahime would need to chant, dance and do hand signs to buff other sorcerers.
But she is the exception when it comes to her technique.
Boom!
The ground cracked into a spider web shape, her cursed energy wrapping around her entire body, and then increasing in density and amount as her cursed energy output increased due to her technique.
Just in time to defend herself.
Boom!
"ARRHHHH!!!"
The cursed spirit pulled its neck back as if it were a spring, before releasing it forward like a missile, slamming its human-sized head straight into Utahime's body.
It hasn't even been 5 seconds since she met the cursed spirit.
"Ugh!" Utahime felt the force of the impact spread throughout her body, cracking her chest bones before being launched away like a missile.
Boom!
Bang!
Her body crashed through a series of reinforced walls, further injuring herself before slamming into a metal cell, denting the metal bars as her body slumped against the ground.
Blood leaked from her mouth, her organs aching faintly as she felt something rupture in her stomach. Utahime pressed a palm against her stomach, sweat sliding down her face as she faced certain death.
"Shit... Shit! This is so fucking unfair! Why was I sent to this mission for no reason?!" Utahime cursed as she struggled to stand up, the cursed spirit appearing a few meters away from her, as if teleporting.
Swoosh!
The cursed spirit flexed its multiple spider legs, and a surge of kinetic force rushed forward, propelling his body at supersonic speeds towards Utahime, who barely reacted, raising her arms in front of her chest.
'If this hits me, I'll die!' Utahime thought with dreadful eyes. The cursed spirit came closer, and Utahime could see vapour condense in front of its head, its scaly skin inches from smashing into her.
'Someone...'
"SAVE ME-"
Boom!
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