Cut to night "THE HILL STATION MASSACRE — INDRa vs SHINY TRUCK & HIS STUDENTS"
NIGHT — HILL STATION ROAD, FOG, WIND, AND BLOOD IN THE AIR
The hill station is quiet.
Dark road.
Cold air.
Fog drifting like ghosts between the pine trees.
The moon is the only light, scattering silver across the asphalt.
Suddenly—
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM
Heavy footfalls shake the slope.
A massive man walks forward.
A semi–special grade sorcerer, body like a stone wall, muscles bulging like steel coils wrapped in flesh.
He flexes proudly, skin shining with sweat.
Shiny Truck.
Self-given name.
A childishly devoted fan of his idol:
Shiny Man — the legendary special-grade sorcerer.
Behind him walk six tall martial-series sorcerers, all Grade 1 or semi-Grade 1.
Lean, cut, disciplined physiques.
Their steps fall in perfect rhythm—
A military march of violence.
They shout from the dark:
"LORD SHINY MAN IS OUR IDOL!"
"WE WILL BE LIKE HIM!"
"SHINY TRUCK, LEAD US!"
Their voices echo through the forest.
They are on inspection duty:
patrolling, hunting curses, protecting the region.
But tonight—
they are the prey.
Because from the front…
Between fog…
Footsteps approach.
A slow, confident rhythm.
The sound of a predator entering the scene.
A silhouette appears.
Hands in pockets.
Hair swaying slightly in the breeze.
Black vest tight against a carved torso, muscles gleaming like obsidian.
Eyes half hidden—
—but the smirk?
Sharp enough to cut bone.
INDRA YU.
The very name whispered all over the school these days:
This is the massacre Indra talking about earlier morning, hunting sorcerers and curses both, for sake of strength & power he going to break everyone.
—and it's starting now.
---
CONFRONTATION — "THAT'S OUR PREY?!"
Shiny Truck steps forward, blocking his students with his arm.
> Shiny Truck: "Stay behind me. I'll protect you."
Indra tilts his head, amusement spreading.
Shiny Truck stomps toward him, each step shaking dust from the roadside cliff.
Indra's smirk widens.
---
THE FIRST CLASH — PURE HAND-TO-HAND BRUTALITY
Shiny Truck swings—
A massive punch, a boulder-sized fist—
SLAMS directly against Indra's jaw.
The impact echoes through the mountain.
Indra's head snaps to the side—
body sliding back—
feet grinding across the asphalt—
but his expression?
Calm. Irritated. And excited.
He moves with the punch, reducing the damage
—then twists—
WHAM!
Indra slams an uppercut under Shiny Truck's chin.
The man's head whips upward, spittle flying.
Shiny Truck stumbles.
Indra steps forward, fists coming together—
And then—
---
THE BIRTH OF HIS OWN MARTIAL ART (HALF-FINISHED)
From Indra's knuckles…
A fluid stream of deep purple cursed energy begins to spill,
like liquid mercury mixed with night.
It dances around his fists, smooth as silk,
but sharp like a blade's edge.
The martial arts he's inventing:
> Fluid like water.
Hard like titanium.
Deadly like instinct.
Indra smirks:
"What happened, small-brain Shiny Truck?"
Shiny Truck roars, slamming both fists downward—
BOOOOOOM!
The concrete road EXPLODES, cracks webbing like a spider's lair.
Indra loses footing for a split second—
And Shiny Truck charges, slamming his arms around Indra's torso trying to grapple and crush him.
---
INDRA REACTS — AERIAL EXECUTION
But Indra slips out from his grip like smoke.
He jumps—
high
—higher—
—land on his feet, crouched—
And launches a fist forward:
CRUNCH.
His punch hits Shiny Truck's face—
And the man's skull dents inward like someone punched a metal drum.
Shiny Truck flies back—
BACK OF HIS HEAD
SMASHES
against the concrete retaining wall above the road.
The wall cracks like glass under a hammer.
Shiny Truck collapses.
Unconscious.
Possibly dead.
---
THE STUDENTS ATTACK — "WE ARE SIX! STRONGER TOGETHER!"
His trainees scream:
"NO ONE DEFEATS US WHEN WE'RE TOGETHER!"
They charge as a unit—
lean bodies moving with trained speed
—cursed energy streaks glowing behind their fists.
Indra rolls his shoulders.
His expression turns blank.
Then—
---
THE MASSACRE — A STORM OF FISTS AND BONE
THUD. CRACK. SNAP.
WHAM. BAM. CRUNCH.
Bodies fly across the slope.
A jaw breaks.
A rib cage collapses.
Teeth scatter across the ground.
One head slams into a tree.
Another into the roadside railing.
Blood mists into the air like red spray.
The concrete ground splits from the force.
Screams echo into the forest—
Then stop.
One by one.
Until—
---
AFTERMATH — TOTAL SILENCE
All the students lay sprawled on the ground.
Broken limbs.
Blood everywhere.
Fingers twisted.
Faces swollen.
Bones peeking under torn skin.
Indra stands alone in the carnage.
Breathing steady.
Expression slightly bored.
His left hand grips one sorcerer by the throat—
holding him up like a dead chicken.
Indra pulls his right hand back—
Ready to tear the skin off his skull—
When suddenly—
---
THE GHOST IN HIS MIND — UTAHIME'S VOICE
A sound appears.
Not in the air.
In his mind.
A stop.
A soft call.
A voice like a hand touching his back.
> "Indra… stop."
He freezes.
Eyes widen slightly.
Her presence—
her voice—
feels like a soul pulling his arm back.
He snarls under his breath:
"Utahime… is nothing…"
He tries to speak the rest:
> "…a girl who wants attention from a famous guy…"
But the words choke.
He cannot insult her.
He cannot think of ruining her image in his mind.
Something stops him every time.
Indra's jaw clenches.
He exhales sharply.
---
THE HANKY — THE MEMORY
He throws the nearly-dead sorcerer aside.
Reaches into his pocket.
Pulls out a white handkerchief—
"Utahime Iori" embroidered in careful handwriting.
The same handkerchief she used months ago
to wipe blood from his hands,
to scold him
to care for him.
He wipes the blood from his forehead.
His expression softens for just a second—
Then returns to cold neutrality.
---
INDRA WALKS INTO THE TUNNEL
With all bodies behind him—
moonlight behind his silhouette—
Indra walks forward into the tunnel.
Silent.
Barefoot steps echoing.
Blood streaks fading behind him.
The massacre ends.
The legend grows.
And Utahime's voice still rings faintly—
> "Indra… stop."
"AFTERMATH OF THE HILL MASSACRE"
LATE NIGHT — HILL STATION ROAD
A policeman pedals lazily on a cycle through the cold night.
His breath fogs in the air as he hums an old song, unaware of the nightmare waiting ahead.
His front light sweeps across the cracked road—
—then stops.
The beam catches a human leg lying in the middle of the asphalt.
The officer freezes.
He slowly turns the cycle light to the left—
BODIES.
EVERYWHERE.
Sorcerers lying in twisted positions.
Blood trails like paint strokes across the slope.
Concrete smashed.
Trees broken.
He gasps, drops his cycle, and immediately grabs his radio with trembling hands:
> "EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY!
A massacre—multiple sorcerers—possible special-grade involvement! Send all ambulances!"
His voice is shaking.
His legs wobble as he backpedals away.
The sirens echo minutes later—
lighting up the destruction like a battlefield.
---
NEXT MORNING — AUTHORITIES ARRIVE
Early dawn.
Frost rising from the road.
Black cars.
Sorcerer ambulances.
Jujutsu High officials.
Yaga.
Gakuganji.
Special Grade Shiny Man.
Special Grade Dark Whipper.
Mei Mei.
Yuki Tsukumo.
They all stand among the broken bodies being loaded on stretchers.
The air is grim.
No one speaks.
No one can.
---
THE INTERROGATION — TRAUMA OF SEEING INDRA
The survivors—some wrapped in casts, some in braces, some shaking—sit in emergency blankets.
Mei Mei and Yuki record statements.
The first sorcerer, arm in a sling, voice trembling:
> "It was him… Indra Yu… When he looked at us…"
He gulps, eyes watering.
> "It felt like our souls were dragged into a place…
A black void full of eyes.
Thousands of eyes.
All staring at us… judging if we deserved to exist…"
Shiny Man's brows lift slightly.
Even he looks disturbed.
Gakuganji crosses his arms more tightly.
Another survivor, coughing blood:
> "When he stepped forward… it felt like the world became smaller… like air turned into knives…"
The healer tells him to relax; he can't.
The psychological trauma of Indra's killing intent is worse than the physical wounds.
---
THE BREAKDOWN OF SHINY TRUCK
Suddenly—
From a stretcher—
wrapped in chest bandages, nose broken, face smashed inward—
Shiny Truck sits up screaming.
> "HE'S HERE—!!
INDRA IS HERE—HE'S WATCHING—
HE'S GONNA KILL ME—HE'S HERE—!!"
He thrashes like an animal caught in a trap.
A medic tries to calm him—
he punches the medic away in panic.
He screams again:
> "HE'S WATCHING FROM THE TREES!
HE'S SMILING—HE'S—HE'S GOING TO FINISH ME—!!"
His heart monitor spikes wildly.
Then—
A large hand grips his forearm.
Shiny Man kneels beside him, calm, grounded, gentle.
> Shiny Man: "It's okay. I'm here."
Shiny Truck freezes.
Like a frightened dog seeing its owner.
His eyes soften.
He smiles faintly, brain-damaged from Indra's blows.
> Shiny Truck (dreamily): "L-Lord Shiny Man… you came… I'm okay… I'm okay now…"
He collapses back into sleep.
Shiny Man clenches his jaw.
His humble nature shifts into a storm.
> Shiny Man: "He hurt them too much… this is no student's strength…"
Dark Whipper scoffs, trying to hide jealousy:
> Dark Whipper: "Tch… he gets stronger when hurt? That's MY domain… damn brat…"
---
THE MUMMY-SORCERER — THE ONE INDRA WAS ABOUT TO SKIN
Inside an ambulance truck, Mei Mei and Yuki inspect the most damaged survivor:
The sorcerer whose face Indra almost peeled off.
His entire head and torso wrapped in white bandages—
like an Egyptian mummy.
Only his mouth visible.
They question him softly.
> Yuki: "Do you remember anything he said?"
The mummy-sorcerer struggles to speak.
Breath shaky.
> "I… I don't remember much…
But… he said a name…"
Mei Mei leans in:
> "What name?"
The mummy whispers:
> "…Uta… Utahime…"
Yuki raises her brows.
Mei Mei's expression sharpens with curiosity.
> Mummy-sorcerer: "He… he was angry… he wanted to insult her…
But… he stopped himself… he looked in pain…
Like saying anything bad about her hurt HIM…"
The two women exchange a long, knowing look.
Mei Mei turns on her recorder and records:
> "This is for Utahime."
---
JUJUTSU HIGH — UTAHIME'S QUIET MORNING
Empty classroom.
Sunlight through windows.
17-year-old Utahime is finishing her mission project with two friends.
She laughs a little, rubbing her tired eyes, relieved the assignment is done.
Her friends:
> "Let's go to the cafeteria!"
They start packing their things.
Suddenly—
Two silhouettes appear in the doorway.
Mei Mei.
Yuki Tsukumo.
Both smiling lightly, both staring straight at Utahime.
Utahime blinks.
Her friends step aside.
> Mei Mei: "Utahime. We need to talk to you. Alone."
Her friends leave silently.
The atmosphere becomes heavy.
---
CUT TO: INDRA — ALONE IN AN ABANDONED FACTORY
Kyoto outskirts.
Old rusted beams.
Broken windows.
Birds perched on broken iron pipes.
Inside the shadowy factory—
Indra lies on the cold metal floor.
Shirtless.
Body glistening with sweat.
Breathing slow and calm.
Bandages around knuckles.
A cloth wrapped around his waist.
His arm covers his eyes
as he sleeps deeply, peacefully—
a wild animal resting after a hunt.
Then—
His eyes open.
Instantly.
Sharp.
Predatory.
Cold.
He senses something.
A presence.
A cursed energy—
High. Sharp. Violent. Approaching fast.
Indra slowly sits up, cracking his neck, muscles tightening—
his killing instinct flaring like a blade drawn from its sheath.
> Indra (calm, low voice):
"…Someone strong." Eyes closed mumbles in sleep.
Indra's eyes snap open, pupils shrinking a excited wide sharp smirk.
He grabs his black vest in one motion.
With his other hand he shoves the thin rusted iron plate blocking the doorway—
KRRRK-TANG!!
The metal snaps outward and sunlight floods in fully.
Indra steps out barefoot onto the dirt with a deadpan expression.
Then his body blurs—
He runs deeper into the jungle, weaving through tall trees, following the dense mixed signatures.
His senses sharpen like an animal hunting.
---
THE TREE BRANCH VIEW — MORNING LIGHT
He leaps up onto a thick branch and crouches, vest hanging from his shoulder.
The morning breeze stirs the leaves.
Birds scream and fly away because of the cursed energy pressure below.
Indra smirks slightly.
"Found you."
Below him:
A full-scale battlefield already formed.
Eight sorcerers.
One towering special grade curse.
Bright morning sun cutting across all of them.
---
THE EIGHT SORCERER INTRODUCTIONS
1 & 2. The Lightning Bow Twins (Grade 2)
Names & Ages:
Rai Jin (18)
Rai Ren (18)
They stand side-by-side on rocks.
Hair spiked upward sharply like electric shocks.
Yellow lightning crackles between the strands.
Their eyes glow bright electric yellow.
Each draws a bow made entirely of cursed lightning.
Arrows whistle through the morning air like tiny thunderbolts.
Their synchronized movements make them look like two mirrors.
---
3. The Ninja-Type Sorcerer (Semi Grade 1)
Name & Age:
Kuro Shisen (20)
Slim, androgynous frame.
Moves like air shifting.
Wrapped in a tight black bodysuit.
Purple muffler fluttering behind like a tail.
Two flexible cursed katanas.
A pouch full of blasting kunai and rotating shuriken.
His footsteps are completely silent despite the forest floor being full of leaves.
---
4. The Glasses Guy (Semi Grade 2)
Name & Age:
Sadao Inui (22)
Indra's brows raise slightly because he looks too normal.
Tall, thin, wearing a long gray coat.
Square glasses reflecting sunlight.
Hands trembling as he reads a paper charm technique.
Despite being weak physically, cursed energy flows in precise streams around his fingers.
He looks like a civil office worker forced into battle.
---
5. The Dual-Gun "Wind Devil" (Grade 1)
Name & Age:
Kazefuto Arata (24)
His appearance is chaotic:
Wild hair sticking in all directions.
A dark demonic mask on his face.
Two massive cursed guns in both hands.
Black cursed wind swirls around the barrels.
He fires bursts that distort the morning air like a shockwave.
---
6. Gojo Clan Spearman (Semi Special Grade)
Name & Age:
Gojo Shiro (23)
Huge, fast, brute-force type.
Tall, broad shoulders.
Long cursed spear strapped to his back.
One punch from him earlier shattered a boulder.
But his aim is horrible — he swings wide and misses by meters.
His white hair tied up clearly marks him as a Gojo clan warrior.
---
7 & 8. The Flexible Spear Sisters (Grade 3)
Names & Ages:
Mari Kiyora (19)
Kari Kiyora (19)
Twin-like curves and movements.
Beautiful, flexible bodies.
Long spears.
Gun hooks attached to their hips.
Their techniques are flashy but full of holes — they act like they're dancing while fighting.
Their synchronized spear spins reflect the morning sun.
---
9. The Special Grade Curse
Name:
Solar Maw
It towers at 8 feet.
Neck wrapped in flaming, sparkling cursed energy like embers floating upward.
Thick saliva drips from its jaws and burns holes in grass.
Red, sun-like orbs float around it — miniature solar flares.
Telekinesis bends branches and throws boulders without touching them.
The jungle trembles around him.
---
INDRA ARRIVES
Indra drops from the tree—
lands directly between all of them with a thud.
Hands in his pockets.
Morning sun glinting on his messy hair.
A smirk spreads across his lips.
He looks at the special grade curse and shouts casually:
"Special grade? YAHOO!!"
The entire battlefield freezes.
---
CUT TO JUJUTSU HIGH — MEI MEI & YUKI TEASING UTAHIME (Ages: Utahime 17, Mei Mei 19, Yuki 19)
Mei Mei presses play.
The recording plays the wounded sorcerer saying:
"Indra… he tried to say something bad… about Utahime… but stopped…"
Utahime's eyes go wide.
Cheeks warm.
Yuki smirks:
"Awww, he loves you THAT much? Even in rage he can't speak badly about you."
Utahime looks away, embarrassed.
---
HALLWAY — GOJO & GETO (Age 15)
Gojo (age 15) and Geto (15) walk down the hallway eating chips.
Geto:
"You heard about the sorcerer hunter?"
Gojo shakes his head.
Gets crumbs on his clothes.
Geto:
"The guy who defeated Shiny Truck and his whole squad last night."
Gojo stops.
Grins brightly.
"He sounds fun. I bet I can beat him."
Geto laughs loudly.
"You think you can win? Against HIM?"
Gojo pouts, kicking the floor:
"You're my friend or my enemy? Support me sometimes!"
Geto keeps laughing as they walk.
SCENE START — INDRA VS SPECIAL GRADE CURSE
The special-grade curse snarls, lunging forward with claws dripping cursed energy.
Indra's expression doesn't change.
He simply steps in.
And then—
---
INDRA BEGINS PUNCHING THE CURSE
THUD—THUD—THUD—THUD—THUD—THUD—THUD—
Indra's fists hammer into the curse's stomach like a meteor storm.
No stance.
No technique.
Only raw force.
Each punch forces the curse's body to bend unnaturally inward—ribs cracking, cursed flesh rippling, purple blood spraying through the gaps.
The curse tries to scream but Indra doesn't allow it.
He EXPLODES forward with another punch—
---
BLACK FLASH (Unintentional)
A burst of distorted space and black lightning erupts from Indra's fist.
The curse's abdomen detonates outward.
A fist-sized hole blasts through its back, purple blood splattering across the trees like a fountain.
The ground trembles from the shockwave.
The special-grade curse collapses to its knees, shaking, stunned.
Indra doesn't stop.
He grips the curse by its jaw—
SKULL CRUSHING BLOW
CRACK—BOOM!
Indra's next punch pierces through the curse's skull, smashing through bone and brain, sending its skull fragments bursting outward from the back of its head.
Its brain matter splatters across the bark of a tree in a wet explosion.
The curse falls limp instantly—dead, no regeneration possible.
Indra flicks the blood off his hand.
His chest rises once—calm, slow.
---
THE SQUAD'S SHOCK
Every sorcerer freezes in horror.
Gojo Clan Warrior
Eyes wide behind his mask. "A… a single punch… no—two—NO—WHAT IS THAT?!"
But then he tries to keep composure and walks toward Indra, forcing a smile.
He extends his hand for a handshake.
Gojo Warrior:
"Hey! That was insane! Who are yo—"
---
INDRA'S RESPONSE
Indra looks at the extended hand…
…and smirks.
Just a small, amused curl of the lip—
INDRA (quiet):
"I'm the hunter."
STRAIGHT PUNCH
BOOOOM!
Indra punches the Gojo warrior directly in the face.
No wind-up, no warning.
The warrior's head snaps back, body flipping end-over-end like a ragdoll.
He crashes through three trees before slamming into the dirt, coughing blood.
---
NINJA SORCERER ATTACK
The ninja flashes behind Indra with a high roundhouse kick.
Indra lowers himself smoothly — a cold, calculated slip.
He grabs the ninja's raised leg—
GROUND SLAM
KRRAAAASH!
He slams the ninja into the ground, shattering dirt and rock, creating a crater under the body.
The ninja screams, ribs breaking instantly.
Indra is not using martial arts at all — only brute animal power.
A grin spreads on his face.
---
SPEAR SISTERS & LIGHTNING BROTHERS JOIN IN
Twin Sisters hook upward into the trees
Their hook-blades dig into branches and they swing high, circling.
Twin Brothers fire lightning arrows
Blue lightning crackles and shoots toward Indra in rapid succession.
---
INDRA JUMPS
Indra leaps high—above all arrows—leg muscles flexing like springs.
He flips mid-air and—
EARTH STOMP
KA-THOOOOOM!
He slams one foot into the ground.
A shockwave splits the earth in a long jagged line, trees shaking violently.
Everyone stumbles, losing formation.
---
MACHINE GUN DEVIL-MASK GUY TRANSFORMS
His devil mask turns from red to purple, cursed energy flooding his guns.
He fires—
WAVES OF BLACK CURSED BULLETS
Brrrrrrrrrrrr—!!!
Bullets stream like black lightning, the entire forest crackling with cursed energy.
Indra stands infront through the bullets.
TANKING EVERYTHING
His hands move like water—fluid, effortless—grabbing bullets mid-air, slapping some aside, letting others graze his skin.
A few cut thin lines across his shoulder.
He's unharmed.
---
GLASSES GUY RUNS AWAY
The sorcerer with glasses trembles, turns, and sprints away.
He checks under his coat with trembling hands—
"My phone—where is my phone—where—?! I need to call someone—he's a monster—!!"
---
TWIN BROTHERS' TRAGEDY
Their lightning arrows suddenly sputter.
Blood begins leaking from their eyes.
Their cursed energy can't keep up with the fear flooding their bodies.
They fall to their knees.
---
BULLETS STOP — MACHINE GUN GUY PANICS
Click—click—click.
He looks down.
Both guns are empty.
He looks up—
Indra stands right in front of him.
A smirk on his lips.
---
BACK ATTACK — NINJA'S KUNAI
The ninja, trying again from behind, leaps high and throws five explosive kunai.
Indra leaps backward—
MASSIVE EXPLOSION
BOOOOM!
Dust and dirt blast everywhere.
---
SPEAR SISTERS SHOOT HOOKS
Both sisters fire their sharp hooks toward Indra through the smoke.
Hooks zoom toward him like spears.
---
INDRA COUNTERS
He slams his foot into the ground.
A chunk of earth erupts upward like a shield.
The hooks strike the raised ground and lock into it.
The sisters pull themselves forward—
Straight into Indra's trap.
---
INDRA APPEARS BEHIND THE EARTH WALL
He bursts through the stone wall—
GRABS BOTH SISTERS BY THE THROAT
And slams them backward.
TREE IMPALEMENT
CRACK—SHLCK!
Their bodies hit two thick trees.
Small, sharp branches pierce through their lower backs and exit through their stomachs.
Blood gushes out.
They cough violently.
---
FINAL CHARGE — INDRA, NINJA & GOJO WARRIOR
The ninja rushes again.
The Gojo clan warrior, bruised and furious, charges too.
Indra lowers himself and runs right at them—
INDRA RUSHES THE GOJO WARRIOR
Indra launches himself forward, closing the distance in a blur, fist cocked back for a direct skull-breaking punch.
GOJO WARRIOR ACTIVATES INFINITY
A faint ripple of space shimmers around his body.
Indra's punch stops millimeters before the warrior's face.
The shockwave from the halted punch explodes backward—
FIVE MASSIVE TREES BEHIND THE GOJO WARRIOR SNAPPED AND FALL
BAAAAA—CRACK—CRASH!!
The Gojo warrior grins behind his mask, proud.
Machine-gun guy doesn't wait.
---
MACHINE GUN SORCERER — FULL FIRING MODE
He slams two black cursed-energy cylinders onto his guns, twisting them until they click into place.
His guns fuse along the back with a cursed spine.
His devil mask turns pure white, his eyes glowing blood-red.
FINAL DESTRUCTION MODE
He opens fire—
BHRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
White flaming cursed bullets erupt like a stream of miniature comets, tearing the jungle apart, vaporizing branches, detonating patches of earth.
---
NINJA SORCERER ATTACKS FROM ABOVE
He twirls both katana, blue flame igniting along the blades.
He slashes in the air—
WHITE AIR SLASHES
Tens of crescent-shaped slashes rain down toward Indra, cutting through stone and trees easily.
---
GOJO WARRIOR SHOOTS HIS SPEAR
He thrusts his long spear forward—
A long chain shoots out from the hollow staff, the spear rushing toward Indra like a lightning bolt.
---
INDRA — THREE ATTACKS AT ONCE
Bullets from the left.
Slashes from above.
Spear from the right.
Indra doesn't flinch.
He plants his heel—
LEAP
He shoots upward, flipping through the trees, dodging half the slashes and bullets.
White bullets slice through the trunk he was standing on, exploding it into dust.
The domain trembles before it even exists.
---
DESTRUCTION MODE BULLETS — EVEN STRONGER
Machine-gun sorcerer's mask shifts again, cracks forming into a monstrous grin.
His guns glow.
He fires another stream—
WHITE-FLAME CURSED ENERGY STREAM
A continuous beam of bullets shooting so dense it looks like burning water.
Wherever the stream hits:
Ground disappears.
Trees disintegrate.
Even air ripples under the pressure.
---
INDRA LANDS — RIGHT BEHIND GOJO WARRIOR
Indra lands on cracked earth, crouched.
The Gojo warrior's Infinity flickers under the stress of so many attacks in the environment.
A faint delay.
---
SNEAK ATTACK — NINJA SORCERER
The ninja flashes behind Indra again, both katana raised.
Blue flames burn even hotter on the blades.
He swings downward—
SLASH
A clean slice.
Blood sprays.
Indra's right forearm gets cut open deeply—almost severed.
Indra's pupils shrink.
Silent shock for half a second.
---
INDRA COUNTERS
He whirls around and—
BRUTAL KICK BETWEEN NINJA'S LEGS
A direct rising kick.
A loud CRACK.
The ninja's scream breaks the entire air.
He folds over, collapsing, unable to breathe.
---
MACHINE-GUN GUY FIRES THE FINAL STREAM
The white-flame stream comes again, tearing through the jungle in a straight line.
---
INDRA'S REACTION
He slams his left hand into the ground—
Uses the recoil—
LEAP
He launches himself upward into the branches.
A few bullets graze his hair.
A chunk of right hair is cut clean off, blood dripping down his temple.
Indra's eyes narrow.
He breathes slowly, adjusting.
---
ON THE GROUND — OTHER SORCERERS STRUGGLE
Glasses guy, shaking uncontrollably, runs to the spear sisters.
He drags them off the branches piercing their stomachs, both girls screaming once then fainting, blood pouring rapidly.
He tries to stop the bleeding with ripped cloth.
The lightning twins crawl toward each other.
They place their left palms together.
Their cursed energy synchronizes.
---
THE DOMAIN BEGINS TO OPEN
Purple lightning cracks in the air.
The jungle shakes.
Branches fall.
Wind spirals violently.
Indra senses the change immediately.
He rips off his blood-soaked black vest with one swift pull—
INDRA REVEALS HIS SHIRTLESS TORSO
Muscles glistening with sweat and blood.
He wraps the vest tightly around his bleeding right arm to stop the flow.
His expression remains calm.
Cold.
Focused.
---
THE DOMAIN EXPANDS
The lightning twins' foreheads glow—
One with a +
One with a –
Their combined cursed energy becomes overwhelming.
BOOOOM—!!!!
A massive dome of lightning erupts over the jungle.
Inside the domain:
FOUR GIANT STONE STATUES APPEAR
One at each corner of the domain.
Each statue holds a massive stone bow.
Each bow draws itself back slowly, crackling with pure lightning.
The ground beneath Indra vibrates as the statues aim directly at him.