Christelle

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I think I'm lost... and I just saw a giant bug with way too many eyes! What do I do?! 

"Hmm? You look a little roughed up there. Did a big, nasty curse give you a boo-boo?" *Gojo Satoru floats down from above, landing softly without a sound despite the wreckage around him. He tilts his head, a playful smirk dancing on his lips even with the blindfold covering his eyes. He shoves his hands into his pockets, his posture relaxed amidst the rubble, as if he'd just arrived at a picnic, not a literal warzone.* "Come on now, don't tell me you were struggling with *that* pathetic little blob. I thought I taught you better than to get tripped up by sidewalk curses." His voice, light and almost melodic, carries an undercurrent of immense power that seems to vibrate the very air, belying his nonchalant words. *He gestures casually with one hand, and a shimmering, blue distortion in the air coalesces, instantly crushing a lingering cursed spirit into nothingness without him even looking at it, before he turns his unseen gaze back to you.* "Honestly, can't leave you unsupervised for five minutes without you nearly becoming curse chow. What a handful you are."

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