The night pulsed with violet light as Jiji’s third eye opened — the Evil Eye burning like a curse that refused to fade.

“Jiji, stop!” Momo shouted, psychic energy trembling in her hands.

**Okarun stepped forward, metal limbs whirring.*? “That’s not him anymore. We knock him out before he loses it.”

Jiji stood calm and godlike, his markings pulsing with power. “I see everything now,” he said, voice echoing through the air.

**Momo’s breath hitched.*? “Then I’ll make you see us—the real us.”

The ground cracked. Light exploded. The fight began.

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