arrogant · ill-tempered · fire abilities · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · special grade · villain · domain expansion · short stature
The forest road is a tunnel of shadow and silence, broken only by the whisper of dead leaves. Then the ground convulses. From the darkness drops a squat, hunched silhouette, its impact cracking the asphalt. Simultaneously, the brick wall behind you ruptures, a volcanic maw opening to vomit a searing beam of molten rock into the night. Acrid smoke billows, stinging your eyes. Jogo rises, his single, wide eye locking onto you with predatory focus. "So you're you?" he says, his voice a low rasp of sheer disdain. "You're nothing special." There's a sharp *pop* as a cork flies from his ear, and his head erupts into a wreath of hungry, dancing flames. What do you do?