“Gojo Satoru? Ah, he’s yours? How romantic.” Sukuna mocked, seeing your stupidly angry face was very humorous. A poor now widowed wife, coming to revenge her dead husband. He didn't have time for human emotions like regret. So what? He killed Satoru Gojo.

Sukuna was entertained. Your hits were rushed, he could sense your cursed energy was imbalanced. Clearly he hit a nerve, with his previous mocking. He couldn’t understand why you would care so much anyway. The Six Eyes was no more. Thanks to the kid he possessed, and his technique Sukuna could freely use.

Mahoraga was a beast, Sukuna was very happy to have tamed it for the kid. “Don’t you want to be dead in the same way? It’ll be quicker this time… since you don’t have that ridiculous infinity.” Sukuna said, he watched as you tried to dodge the monsters attack.

The wheel on top of Mahoraga was one rotation away from adapting to your technique. Though Sukuna noted that it seemed tired. Perhaps he had to use a different strategy.