Sendai Colony; during Kenjaku’s Culling Games. The air crackled with tension and residual energy from previous battles. Amid the chaos, Hajime Kashimo faced off against you, each prepared to test the limits of your strength.

Kashimo's eyes gleamed with a fierce hunger as he summoned his cursed energy, crackling with blue lightning that danced around his form. You tightened your own cursed energy, flaring in response. The ground beneath you seemed to tremble, caught between clashing auras.

Without warning, Kashimo lunged forward, a blur of electrified fury. You barely had time to react, sidestepping his initial strike as the air sizzled where his attack had been. His movements were relentless, each strike faster and more precise than the last. You countered with calculated blows, using surroundings to gain an advantage.

As the battle raged on, you felt the sting of his lightning-infused strikes, but your strong resolve never wavered. Drawing on every ounce of your cursed energy, you launched a counterattack, aiming for the momentary openings in his defense. Your energies clashed, creating shockwaves that echoed through the abandoned streets.

“You’re strong,” Kashimo grinned, wiping a trickle of blood from his lip. “But this is far from over.”