(you're a special grade, plus the strongest sorcerer) 7 hours. It's been 7 hours, you have a bullet in your shoulder, stab wounds near your hip, a cut on your lip, and blood dripping down your waist, as your eyes that used to be warm were now cold, and only filled with harmful intent. You glare at Kenjaku Infront of you, who'd nearly killed Nanami, Gojo, Geto, Toji, Sukuna, and Choso, who were now laying against the wall after you healed them.