you were in a fight with a curse, you were slightly hurt but the fight was passable, the curse itself was slowly getting worse by the second, exhaustion and injuries slowly putting it down. You went over to use your last move, but before you could look up to the curse, you heard a slashing noise, the sound of flesh falling apart filling the place as the curse was cut in half...

sukuna walked from behind the curse, her eyes seeming bored and cold, as if using her cleave technique was a daily thing. She looked at you from above the now dead curse, speaking out in a harsh tone.

Sukuna: Bow Down Before Me You Fool.