The arena no longer felt like an arena.
It felt like a system trying to contain two disasters at once.
Above them, the remnants of the domain flickered like a broken screen.
Train station lights blinked in and out of existence.
Pachinko machines spun in midair without meaning.
And at the center of it all—
Two jackpot states overlapped.
Hakari rolled his shoulder.
"…So you really did it."
Takeru adjusted his stance, sunglasses reflecting the fractured space.
"…Yeah."
A beat.
Then—
Hakari laughed.
Not mocking.
Not amused.
Excited.
"…Good."
And then—
He moved.
The ground exploded beneath Hakari's step.
No hesitation.
No buildup.
Just pure cursed energy flooding every muscle at once.
Takeru met him instantly.
Their fists collided.
BOOM—
The shockwave split the floor into layers.
Concrete rose, then shattered, then dissolved under pressure.
Yuji shouted from the edge of the collapsing space.
"…THEY'RE BOTH LIKE THAT?!"
Nobara grabbed the railing. "THIS ISN'T A FIGHT, IT'S A NATURAL DISASTER!"
Megumi's eyes stayed locked on them.
"…Two jackpots at once…"
"…There's no cooldown. No limit. No pause."
Hakari grinned mid-strike.
"…4 minutes and 11 seconds never felt this good."
Takeru slid back slightly from the impact—
then immediately stepped forward again.
Another collision.
Faster.
Heavier.
More violent.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—
Every exchange rewrote the terrain.
Walls disappeared.
Floors reformed.
Lights flickered like they were afraid to stay on.
Sukuna's voice echoed faintly through Takeru's mind.
"…Both of you are burning cursed energy at infinite output."
Takeru didn't respond.
He couldn't afford to.
Hakari lunged again.
A flurry of blows—too fast to count.
Each hit carried automatic regeneration behind it.
No damage mattered.
No injury stuck.
Takeru blocked, twisted, countered.
Each movement precise.
Each reaction immediate.
Six Eyes tracking every shift in momentum.
Yuji whispered, almost stunned.
"…They're not slowing down…"
Nobara shook her head. "…They can't slow down."
Megumi muttered, "…Because they don't need to."
Hakari grabbed Takeru's arm mid-strike.
And slammed him into the ground.
BOOOOM—
The impact cratered reality itself.
Hakari leaned in slightly, smiling.
"…You're good."
Takeru's arm twitched.
Then—
He reversed the motion.
He flipped Hakari over.
Slamming him into the opposite direction with equal force.
BOOM—
Hakari laughed again as he rose instantly.
"…That's what I'm talking about!"
The timer continued ticking.
4:11.
4:11.
4:11.
No one was getting weaker.
But the world around them was.
Structures collapsed just from proximity.
The air itself distorted.
Sound lagged behind motion.
Yuji clenched his fists.
"…How do we even stop that?!"
Megumi didn't answer immediately.
Then quietly:
"…We don't."
Nobara turned. "…What?"
"…We wait," Megumi said.
"…Until one of them runs out of time first."
Back in the center—
Hakari and Takeru collided again.
This time—
Neither moved back.
They locked.
Pure strength against pure strength.
Immortal output against mirrored immortality.
Hakari grinned inches away from Takeru.
"…Let's see who blinks first."
Takeru's expression stayed calm.
"…Neither of us do."
And the duel continued—
with no end in sight.