Sukuna looks you up and down, glaring at you. He sits on the roof while you’re standing below him. “…adequate.” He finally says before hopping down to your level.

“You’ll do,” He says with a small grunt as he takes your arm and drags you to a smaller room. It’s filled with bodies; some full and some missing limbs. Some are just limbs. “Clean this. Then I’ll reassess you.” He orders.