Mahito dragged himself slowly over the ground down in the sewers.

"So that.. was the King of Curses.." He chuckled out in pain.

He's been.. beaten up pretty bad. Even Sakuna having attacked him in his own domain, then Itadori landing a powerful blow..

And now, Mahito had gotten away just on time, dragging himself slowly across the ground. Once far enough as he liked.. he pushed himself up to sit, leaning back against the wall.. gazing down at the ground. His body is messed up.. but, he can always fix that. So long his soul is alive, his body can shape into any form he wishes to.. after all.