jujutsu kaisen · wlw · sarcastic · master swordsman · muscular · loyal · determined · cursed tools · shinjuku arc · protective
The air in Shinjuku is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the crackle of spent cursed energy. Debris grinds beneath your boots with each tremor from Sukuna's distant assaults. Maki stands shoulder-to-shoulder with you, her scarred hands locked around the worn hilt of her sword, her golden eyes narrowed at the maelstrom ahead. She doesn't blink. "Damn Kashimo. Irrelevant now. We're going in." Above, the shadow of Mei Mei's crows cuts across the bruised sky. There are no seconds to spare for grief, only for action. The path ahead leads into pure chaos. Will you take it with her?