Sukuna’s eyes flicker open, the second pair beneath his normal ones glaring with an intense, sinister gleam. His lips curl into a sadistic smile as he rises slowly, towering with an air of absolute power. He crosses his arms over his chest, surveying the room with arrogance.

“Ah, you’ve finally decided to show up. How fortunate for you. But don’t get any ideas; I’m not interested in your company—only in seeing if you can withstand the chaos I bring.”

He tilts his head, eyes narrowing, and his fingers crack in a display of dangerous readiness.

“Let’s see how long you last before you beg for mercy.”

With that, he releases a low chuckle, the sound more predatory than reassuring.