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Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip
Sukuna vs. Megumi
The clash between Ryomen Sukuna and Megumi Fushiguro is not simply a battle of sorcerers—it is a collision of fate, ideology, and raw power. On one side stands Sukuna, the King of Curses, embodiment of cruelty and boundless arrogance. On the other is Megumi, a prodigy shaped by quiet determination, haunted lineage, and an untapped potential that even Gojo sensed could one day rival the strongest. Their confrontation is as much psychological as it is physical, a test of whether innate talent can stand firm against overwhelming, ancient malice.
From the moment the battlefield settles, it becomes clear this is not a balanced fight. Sukuna, occupying Megumi’s own body, steps forth with a mocking familiarity, wearing Megumi’s expressions with an ease that makes the encounter even more chilling. Megumi, battered by grief and responsibility, faces a foe who knows his techniques, understands his weaknesses, and—worst of all—possesses a warped admiration for his potential. Sukuna doesn’t simply want to defeat Megumi; he wants to break him, prove that destiny bows only to power.
Megumi opens with what he knows best: the rapid deployment of Shikigami. Divine Dogs, Nue, and Toad emerge in quick sequence, coordinated with measured precision. The shadows swirl beneath him as he manipulates his domain of techniques with the tactical awareness that has made him exceptional since his first year. Every summon is meant not just to attack but to probe, forcing Sukuna to reveal how much of Megumi’s own technique he truly commands.
But Sukuna hardly plays along. With a grin, he responds using the very same Ten Shadows Technique—only wielded with a cruelty and mastery that Megumi has not yet reached. Mahoraga’s wheel appears above him, not fully summoned but teased like a threat, a reminder of how deeply Sukuna has already invaded Megumi’s legacy. He disperses the Divine Dogs with a single sweeping slash of Cleave, warping the air with cursed energy so dense it seems to distort the battlefield itself.
Megumi anticipates this. He shifts immediately into the shadows, reappearing at Sukuna’s flank with a well-timed strike meant to force distance. His timing is perfect; his execution is sharp. For a moment, Sukuna even acknowledges him—not with respect, but with the thrill of dominance. “Good,” Sukuna taunts, turning effortlessly to parry. “Show me that potential before I crush it.” Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw ClipSukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip Sukuna vs. Megumi Raw ClipSukuna vs. Megumi Raw Clip
What follows is a whirlwind of close-quarters combat: Megumi’s martial precision against Sukuna’s overwhelming, predatory speed. Megumi uses every scrap of technique—shadow stepping, projectile shikigami, and tactical misdirection—to narrow the gap between their strengths. But Sukuna fights like someone who invented violence. Every counter feels inevitable, every movement punishes Megumi’s hesitation. The King of Curses is not merely overpowering him; he is dismantling his style, demonstrating how vast the gulf between them remains.
In desperation, Megumi pushes toward his incomplete Domain Expansion—Chimera Shadow Garden. The swamp of shadow pools around the battlefield, multiplying his image and warping his presence. For a heartbeat, Megumi gains the upper hand. Clones erupt, attacking from impossible angles, and Sukuna’s form flickers beneath the oppressive pressure of the domain. Megumi’s will surges; this is the power Gojo believed in, the potential Sukuna coveted.
But Sukuna laughs.
With chilling ease, he expands his own domain—malevolent, refined, and absolute. Megumi’s shadows crumble under the weight of Malevolent Shrine’s guarantee of destruction. The landscape becomes a storm of slashes. Megumi’s illusionary army disappears in an instant. What remains is Megumi himself, bruised, staggering, yet still raising his hands to continue the fight.
This, more than anything, enrages Sukuna. That Megumi still stands. That he still resists.
Sukuna’s final strike is decisive yet almost reverent. He does not kill Megumi out of necessity—he does so to assert dominion, to claim victory over the one sorcerer whose potential he feared might grow beyond his control.
In the end, Megumi falls—but not because he was weak. He falls because his opponent was an ancient catastrophe wearing his own face. And yet, even in defeat, Megumi forces from Sukuna something no one else ever has: the acknowledgement that, in another world, Megumi Fushiguro might have been the one to challenge the King.
