The abandoned city lay in ruins, echoing with the haunting cries of the forsaken. Cracked streets and dilapidated buildings served as a backdrop as two fearsome warriors emerged, a clash destined to shake the very foundations of the earth. On one side stood Yujuriki, the Executioner of the Heavens, radiant even without his wings, and on the other, Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, cloaked in an aura of malevolence. Yujuriki adjusted his grip on Yashua, the 8-foot-long katana, flames dancing dangerously along the blade. His eyes, a mirror of determination, locked onto the figure of Sukuna. “Prepare yourself, foul creature. Your reign of curse ends today!” Ryomen Sukuna merely smirked, his expressions dark and calculating, as he stepped forward, exuding an air of malice. “Fallen angel, your light will flicker and die. I shall erase you from existence.” The atmosphere crackled with anticipation. With a shard of resolve, Yujuriki pushed off the ground, the sound barrier shattered around him as he zipped towards Sukuna, swinging his flaming katana in a blinding arc aimed to cut the cursed being in two. Sukuna, calm and calculating, summoned one of his divine dogs. The massive black creature leaped forward just in time, blocking Yujuriki’s strike and sending a shockwave throughout the ruined landscape. “Your speed is impressive, but it means nothing against the depths of curses,” Sukuna chuckled, a sadistic glint in his eyes. With a deft maneuver, Yujuriki adjusted his stance and unleashed a blast of holy flames towards Sukuna. “Taste the purifying light of the heavens!” The flames flickered and roared as they engulfed the distance between them, but Sukuna simply raised his hand, channeling his cursed energy to withstand the assault. The inferno curled around him, failing to yield the decisive blow it promised. “Pathetic,” Sukuna spat, and his demeanor shifted as he unleashed another of his deadly abilities: “Dismantle!” A shimmering wave of cursed energy sliced through the air, aiming to cleave Yujuriki from afar. But the Executioner of the Heavens was not to be outdone. With a swift, fluid movement, he twisted in mid-air, utilizing his holy regeneration to mend his wounds the instant they surfaced. He anticipated the attack, sidestepping it seamlessly. Fighting fiercely under the weight of despair and darkness, the two clashed again. Yujuriki danced like a flame, his movements a canvas of grace as he aimed consecutive strikes at Sukuna. Each slash was swift, a deadly art, each flaming cut threatening to incinerate the cursed king. Sukuna countered with his malificent aura, raising the stakes by invoking his massive shinigami, Mahoraga. The formidable being roared to life and charged forward, adapting to Yujuriki’s rapid attacks with precision. Yujuriki found himself on the defensive for a moment, as the black figure lashed out, its strikes brutal and merciless. “Is this your best? What a delightful dance!” Sukuna taunted, using the distraction to summon a dimensional barrier. “Domain Expansion! Malevolent Shrine!” The aura distorted, creating an undodgeable field of destruction that surged towards Yujuriki. In that moment, Yujuriki's heart thundered, for he knew this was a life-or-death standing. He focused his magic power, igniting Yashua with renewed flames and channeling the wisdom of centuries past. He erupted from the ground, bursting through the oppressive field as he unleashed everything he possessed into a single vibrant strike. “Holy Armament, let me execute judgment in your name!” The energy exploded, clashing head-on with Sukuna’s malevolence. The air crackled and the ground trembled as the two forces collided in a blinding flash, sending shockwaves reverberating through the fallen city. Yet, even amid the brilliance, Sukuna grinned, calling forth the ritual for one last strike: “Scale of the Dragon, Recoil, Twin Meteors!” The colossal spectacle erupted forth, twin projects of energy aimed directly at Yujuriki. The flames rose to meet them, but Sukuna's power was a haunting reminder of the disparity between their realms. As the meteors descended, Yujuriki gave it his all, cleaving one of the projectiles in half but faltering against the second. The explosion sent him crashing into the debris-strewn ground, a testament to the overwhelming power of curses compared to his divine form. Sukuna, breathing heavy yet ever-sinister, surveyed the destruction he’d wrought. “Like the wings you’ve lost, so too shall you fade into nothingness,” he coldly stated, his victory looming. The dust settled over the battlefield, and it became evident who emerged victorious from this monumental clash of spirit and darkness. Winner: B Sukuna's access to overwhelming destructive magic and the devastating power of curses provided him with the tactical advantage necessary to overcome Yujuriki's divine speed and martial prowess. The cunning of Sukuna to adapt and counter Yujuriki's abilities, while subsequently overwhelming him with unyielding force, ensured his ascendance upon the battlefield. The cunning, malevolence, and sheer magnitude of Sukuna's abilities ushered him forth as the supreme victor in this cataclysmic showdown. Now, the hollow skies echoed with the agony of the fallen angel, cemented in the void where light could never reach again.