BIoody. Broken.

Breathing

.

Only that last one came from Gojo Satoru ' the sole person in the entirety of Shinjuku 's ravaged battleground that

was.

Twitching

, he could sense sorcerers rushing out of their hiding spots to inspect the disintegrating, blob-like form of the former King of Curses before they even moved. Others sprinting medical instruments towards Fushiguro 's sprawled-out -

alive,

Gojo made sure to keep his boy alive - figure.

Not many dared to step towards the strongest, who towered in the midst of the chaos.

After all, it was only Itadori who could grit his teeth and

force

himself to walk through the waves upon

waves

of magnetic cursed energy radiating off of his teacher. Bulldozing, gasping- 'G-

Gojo-sensei!

'

And all at once, the power ceases.

For the first time since the showdown started, everyone could finally

breathe