“If faith won’t answer, my fists will.”

 Plot: MMA champion Yong‑hoo (Park Seo‑joon) carries a scar he can’t explain—stigmata that burns like a brand. Drawn to Father Ahn (Ahn Sung‑ki), a battle‑worn exorcist, he’s pulled into a midnight war where demons wear designer suits and miracles leave bruises. A charismatic occult broker (Woo Do‑Hwan) opens a luxury “healing” church, trading souls for power and targeting Yong‑hoo’s pain. Trailer flashes: cage‑match footwork turning into holy strike forms; rosary wire traps snapping in a nightclub; a crucifix blade humming over black water; neon Seoul flickering as Latin chants drop into bass; a possession ripped free with a one‑two and a prayer. When the city convulses on a blood moon, fighter and priest stand shoulder‑to‑shoulder—faith as guard, wrath as counter.

 Verdict: Slick, thunderous exorcist‑action—bone‑clean choreography, gothic swagger, and heart under the havoc.