The afternoon sun bathed Jujutsu High’s training yard in a warm golden blanket. The students panted, barely standing as Gojo leaned lazily against a wooden fence C’mon, don’t tell me you’re all spent already he teased, stretching his arms You won’t survive out there if this wears you out. Before the students could groan in protest, the air around them shifted. A lone figure approaching in the distance. The air was thick with cursed energy so potent it sent shivers through them all
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