The battlefield had become almost unrecognizable.
Cursed energy tore through the streets.
Buildings were cracked.
Flames burned in the distance.
Curses and rogue sorcerers clashed with the combined forces of Jujutsu High.
And at the center of it all stood Takeru.
Completely still.
His Six Eyes glowed intensely.
His right hand was raised slightly.
Above him floated the sphere.
The attack he'd spent an entire hour creating.
At first, it had been roughly the size of a basketball.
Then...
It began to grow.
Slowly.
The sphere expanded.
WHOOM.
The air around Takeru distorted.
The orb became the size of a car.
Then a building.
Then larger.
The countless colors swirling inside it became more intense, constantly shifting between black, white, blue, red, gold, silver, and colors that didn't seem to belong anywhere in the normal spectrum.
Yuji stared upward.
"...That's getting bigger."
Yuta's eyes widened.
"That's not an attack anymore."
One of the Gojo's looked up.
"...What is he doing?"
Takeru didn't answer.
He simply raised one finger.
His index finger pointed toward the sky.
The massive sphere immediately stopped growing vertically.
Then it expanded outward.
BOOOOOOM.
A wave of cursed energy swept across the battlefield.
Everyone stopped.
Even Sukuna Number Four looked upward.
The orb continued expanding.
Ten meters.
Twenty.
Thirty.
Fifty.
The entire battlefield became illuminated by its strange multicolored light.
Takeru stood beneath it, controlling the enormous sphere with nothing but that raised finger.
His expression remained completely serious.
Sukuna stared at him.
"...What the hell did you create?"
Takeru's eyes narrowed.
"I don't know."
A pause.
Then Takeru gave a tiny grin.
"But I think it's gonna hurt."
Sukuna's expression changed.
"You're bluffing."
Takeru tilted his finger slightly.
The gigantic sphere moved.
Not quickly.
Not dramatically.
It simply followed the movement of his finger.
The orb descended slightly.
Sukuna immediately activated Threadfall.
Cursed-energy threads shot toward Takeru.
SNAP!
Takeru flicked his finger.
The threads were instantly redirected into the ground.
Sukuna used Mirror Step.
His body disappeared into a nearby reflection.
Takeru's Six Eyes tracked him instantly.
"Found you."
His finger moved.
The sphere moved with it.
Sukuna emerged from a shattered window.
And suddenly realized the attack was already aimed directly at him.
"...No."
Takeru lowered his finger.
The sphere stopped.
For one brief moment...
Everything became silent.
Takeru looked directly at Sukuna.
"Alright."
His finger pointed forward.
"Go."
The sphere vanished.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
The attack launched.
The sheer force of its movement shattered windows across the surrounding buildings.
The street beneath Takeru cracked.
The sky seemed to bend around it.
Sukuna threw up every defense he had.
Cursed energy erupted around his body.
Gravity Well activated.
The surrounding gravity twisted violently, attempting to slow the incoming attack.
Threads wrapped around the sphere.
Mirror Step created reflections everywhere.
Sukuna threw everything he had into stopping it.
But the sphere kept moving.
Slowly at first.
Then faster.
Faster.
Faster.
Until it became a streak of impossible color racing across the battlefield.
Sukuna's eyes widened.
"THIS ISN'T POSSIBLE!"
Takeru stood motionless.
His hair blew backward from the pressure.
Yuji shielded his face.
Yuta planted his feet.
Both Gojo's watched.
And Takeru simply smiled.
The enormous attack finally reached Sukuna.
For one microscopic instant...
The entire world turned white.
Then—
KRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
The explosion swallowed everything.
The battlefield disappeared beneath an ocean of cursed energy.
Buildings vanished behind the expanding shockwave.
The clouds above were ripped apart.
And the camera Takeru had set up earlier?
It was still recording.
Its final image before the screen was completely overwhelmed by light was Takeru standing beneath the explosion, one finger still raised.
Then the recording went white.