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Post by Phantom-T » Mon Sep 03, 2018 5:10 am

Welcome to the 8th Division Headquarters
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Hidden deep within waves of trees and river beds lies the 8th Division CASTLE, a Mansion with its charms and beauty. The mansion which is surrounded by the beautiful Sakura trees in a border like pattern, is always a sight to behold for those who find themselves at its front gates.

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Hallway
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Once inside the building, the hallway acts as the welcome center and a mini museum, with arts, crafts and armor traced backed to the Edo period. The 8th division sleeping quarters could also be spotted up the flight of step, making here a general place to socialize when not in training.

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Meeting Room
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Located at the topmost floor of the mansion, this usually acts as the divisions meeting room but mostly the captain’s work space as this is one of the most significant room in the mansion. Protected by a high class Kido spell, this room allows meeting to be held in utmost secrecy and as such only members of the divisions have access to it.

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Post by Phantom-T » Fri Sep 14, 2018 10:08 am

Crafting an Origami by hand, in an atmosphere so silent and stern, Hazuki drove his finger tips along the edges of his paper craft, making sure to get the curves and edges just right. It’s been a while the olive skin Shinigami stepped outside. If being precise it’s been approximately two days 13 hours and 20 seconds he last saw the sun, but then again who was keeping count.

The 8th was finally open and with it the stress of the day reduced. However not all that mattered had been taken care of, there was still work to do and he knew that much. However today was no day to start moving files and as such everyother work had to wait.

Sitting on top of his bed, legs crossed, face down. The black hair Shinigami lifted his craft to the air, admiring the results of his patience. “Perfect” he exclaimed with eyes lit up in gold. The shape on his hand was that of a Strelitzia “the bird of paradise”, rumored to be the insignia of the 8th. Hazuki gave off an approving nod as he observed further the streamlines of the origami flower.

Sparing a glance at his book shelves, the location where his previous works lined up in perfect synchrony. Hazuki gave off another satisfactory nod, seeing as he now held before him, his 10th perfect copy. I think this should do he imagined, dropping his Origami back on the table top before him.

Looking over to his right, the Shinigami would pick up his paint brush from the color pallette he had previously placed. Assuming a kneeling position which was more comfortable in respect to his previously crouched position. The Shinigami carefully tucked in his sleeves, holding it in place with his left hand while his right held the brush firmly.

What now, which should I go for he wondered with his brush hovering above the palette, drifting ever so slightly from color to color. “Why not pick the nice black one”, Shisou voiced out, sounding as cold as ever. His response was typical of him promting a slight frown on Hazukis face, who had expected more from him. "Not this time Shisou, a little color is always good for the room, maybe even for you".

"Do as you please, you never listen to me anyway".

With a slight grin on his face, Hazuki would calmly dip his brush into the orange color, raising up to stroke the edges of his origami.

"Come now, you know that's not completely true"

An ominous wind, caused by the slight release of shisous Reiatsu, would blow open the windows and doors allowing light back into the room. Hazukis hair would ride the tides of this wind, only settling behind Him as soon as it dies down.

"Then why not unleash me like I've always asked"

Hazuki would let out a slight sigh as he continues his painting, aiming for perfection as he always does.

"I'm a bit lazy you see. gomen."

With no further words from shisou, Hazuki would carry on his hobby with no further distractions.
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Post by konami31 » Sun Sep 23, 2018 8:38 am

In a secretive location flanked with sakura trees, a young man approached with a matchless posture. His arrival dispersed all the mist this man had an immortal aura with many visual phenomena accompanying him; his supreme temperament would make others want to bow in awe. It was as if he was an emperor that could rule all eras.
The earth and wind resonated with him with visions and hymns. One could easily imagine just how powerful he was. Yuan Wuji, this was a name in the legends, people called him an imperial prince, a sword immortal and a talent that can only appear once in a thousand years.

His eyes fell on the olive skin individual the moment he strode through the mansion. Wuji’s brow shimmered with a trait of joy because he had once sparred with this man that seemed to carry the bearing of a leader. The name.... Hazuki may not be famous within Soul society but the name was quite known among the upper echelons of the 8th Division. Wuji can’t help but admire the man’s perfect posture.

“Hello Captain”.

Wuji wore a gracious smile as he greeted the Captain opposite him, although Raden Motto and the former Captain had both retired but Hazuki rose to prominence with his abilities and achieve hegemony in the 8th Division. This was a feat that even the famed Wuji can’t achieve. Wuji had always have a deep respect for Hazuki, he has watched him grew from a recruit to the very powerful position that Hazuki had attained by himself.
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Post by Phantom-T » Mon Sep 24, 2018 1:11 pm

Stepping out of his well arranged rest room, Hazuki would feel the cramps of sitting still for so long. Stretching out would immediately be the other of the day as he takes his time admiring the hallway. After a few stretch and pulls He would find himself fit for the days work or at least for a meal.

Strolling down the stairways with his hand on his neck, Hazuki would wonder what happened to the crew. However, before his thought could drift further, Wuji the wudang warrior and 3rd seat of the 8th division knights would stroll through the doors. With his contenance always as impressive as ever. Hazuki would wonder what he had been up to, but will patiently wait for him to draw near.

"Hello Captain".. he muttered causing Hazuki to dawn on a frown as he steps forward to meet the sword saint. He had known him to be polite but based on past experience he had hopped he be a little less formal with him. Especially since there was no one around.

"Hello Yuan"

He would reply now standing a few ft away from him. Allowing his face tissues relax, with a smile now spread out over his face, Hazuki would open his arms in attempt to grab him in a hug, before patting him on his shoulder as he gesture they walk into the lounge..

"Where have you been?" he would question as he carries on his stroll towards the lounge.

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Post by konami31 » Wed Sep 26, 2018 9:44 am

Wuji smiled wryly upon hearing the Captain's words, the 3rd seat followed suit with a chuckle and accepted the hug from Hazuki. In truth, the feelings he has for Hazuki is something that is possibly higher than the word 'friend or comrade'. In fact, he sees Hazuki as a family, and he can tell from Hazuki's expression that the feeling is mutual.

"I have been indoor in one of the mountains in the Eastern Sereitei. Trying my best to increase my strengths through meditation and practicing my sword techniques, and this time i can sense a breakthrough."

Wuji chuckled as he patted Hazuki's back with his right hand, then he continued.

"At least within a few months there might be an increase in my reiatsu. But what about you? i hope you are pleased with your new rank and power?".

Wuji concluded with a sharp gaze, a gaze of curiosity,though he knew quite well that Hazuki just got appointed as Captain. At best there might be some problems that he cannot face alone. Wuji would never decline if Hazuki request for help in order to improve the division.
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Post by Phantom-T » Wed Oct 03, 2018 1:59 pm

Hazuki kept forward as he listened to Wuji give a preview about his activities. A quick guess could already tell him Wuji didn't spend his time partying or playing chess, however hearing him confirm his way about also had its thrills.

"I have been indoor in one of the mountains in the Eastern Sereitei. Trying my best to increase my strengths,” It was always good to hear one confirm his paths on the quest for power, but wuji always seemed to pick intriguing locations for his retreats. “The Mountains?” he pondered as Wuji carried on with his words. Hazuki could almost certainly say only Wuji would find sanity among rocks, but then again there was Kin who could spend all year in a temple in search of inner peace.

Even he himself was not free of such attitude and as such wouldn’t bother much about it.

Approaching the entrance of the lounge with his optimism of a nice meal at its peak, the sword saints questions “i hope you are pleased with your new rank and power?” quickly came to him as a shock prompting him to stop for a while, slightly sparing a glance at the sword saint.

It indeed had been long he spoke to the shinigami, and a lot had changed about him. One being His power, though significantly grown wasn't something he was satisfied with, at least not this new him. However, this was one thing he wouldn't disclose to the Shinigami just yet, not until he was well fed.

"Huh, pleased? Well now how should I put it, it’s really not so bad being here, in my position", he replied with a smirk on his face. His countenance beaming with pride as he went ahead to wave on a butler, demanding one of their best fish soup with a bottle of sake to keep them going. Returning his attention to Wuji, Hazuki continued "however, it would be nice to have some help once in a while".

Pooling out a pillow cushion to rest his buns, The Captain would calmly pull some fruits from the table before them as he awaits his orders while also allowing Wuji some time for himself. "I do hope you plan to stick around Wuji", Could really need your help around here".
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Post by Tope » Mon Oct 15, 2018 4:35 am

The fabric of space ripped apart, slowly revealing what seems to be like a dark hole in space. Turbulence of reiatsu like breeze blew out from said hole, one would think it’s a black hole about to consume all in its path. But this was no black hole, it was simply a mere portal used for transportation. What came out of the said portal on the other hand could be called a black hole, a being known for devouring everything they came across with, even a black hole wouldn’t cause as much destruction as the brothers would do. He stepped out of the portal, his right leg being the first to touch the solid ground filled with pink leaves. A giant reaching almost seven feet tall, 6.8ft to be precise. His tall height accompanied with his brute muscular body was enough to intimidate the weak willed souls, his attire was white, an opposite to those who lives in this realm. He wore the standard attire of his race, well not like he had a choice, his brother came up with the attire and made sure everyone wears it. A titanic body with a well toned skin, his rugged face looked ever serious like someone who would frown through the funniest comedian’s joke all night. His tan skin illuminated under the sun, the sun, yeah something his realm lacked well not like they needed it. They are creatures born from the shadows and the shadows they shall overshadow the realm of light, darkness walks with them, everywhere they step into the concept of light ceases to exist, the people living light gets swallowed by the darkness cause the very first thing to exist was darkness, and into said darkness shall all being return to. It’s their job to fulfill that, it’s their to return all back to darkness. Creatures born and raised in darkness, they carry darkness along with them, they’re the bringer of darkness…..well at least that’s what a philosopher will call them. His light gray eyes starred into his vicinity, he was at a courtyard and behind him a gate which he saw as pointless, why put a gate that can be easily bypassed like just how stupid are the beings of light. He could see the huge castle, well not exactly huge compared to his castle.

The tiny puny place they call home, he looked upon it, a simple building he could step on, that was how it looked to him. His hands tucked into his pockets, he walked towards the building relaxed. This was a enemy territory but he cared less, there’s not a single being here that could scratch him so why bother. His opened bare chest had no scar or injury, neither does any part of his body show such blasphemy. This was a testament to just how powerful he was, a bit arrogant but it isn’t arrogance nor is it overconfident since he can back it up. The leaves keeps falling from the trees, unlike his home that had nothing but sand this place had everything fancy. Well that’s to be expected of the shinigami realm, they spend more time decorating than actually training, they build their houses rather than their strength, they feed their stomachs rather than their powers, they sleep and grow old rather than die on the battlefield. Although being all powerful doesn’t he is alone, accompanied by two other strong beings, well one is well rested inside him and he doubts his brother would even interfere with this puny realm, the other one on the hand could end this place with a flick of his finger so his confidence is well backed up.

He finally got to the entrance, removing his right hand from his pocket, he pushed the door opened. He could sense various reiatsu signature so he was expecting to see someone waiting for him at the entrance, he entered the building only to see a hallway looking more like what the humans call a museum. He is a hollow doesn’t mean he is stupid, he had lived for several centuries, seen several era come and go, he had studied each era and learnt everything needed to be learnt. His eyes carefully accessed the work of arts, the decorations, the artifacts.
He could only imagine how strong the shinigami would be if they had invested the amount of time it took to decorate all this rubbish, into training themselves, they would be a bit stronger than right now but ever still hopeless against the bringer of darkness. He walked into the hallway, so clean and sparkling he could see his reflection. His tiny gray braids packed backwards reaching his shoulders, the two prongs hanging at his forehead, each strand of braids having a bead at the end point. Not only was he powerful and mighty, but also handsome, a truly blessed being he was. Even though he still had a remnant of his mask as a reminder of him being a weak hollow before, the remnant could be spotted on the bridge of his nose, right beneath his gaze. These bone fragments take the shape of a peculiar jawbone that reaches from temple to temple, arching gradually across his cheekbones and connecting the two sides of his face. Loaded with a set of razor-sharp canines.

The giant stood still at the entrance, he had completely hid his vast monstrous reiatsu but yet, behind him was a bunch of shinigami. They stood at the courtyard, blades drawn, ready to lay down their life to protect whatever it is they actually protect. The giant did not turn around, there was no need to, he could not feel anyone worthy behind him, he just stood there contemplating on whether to let the person beside him handle them or not. Tsukane, an Arrancar that had the appearance of a child, most tend to underestimate him because of that but he was no child, he was a demon.

”Fuego de Menos, Rel?mongo de Menos.” he whispered softly.

Two separate Gargantua opened in the sky upon his whispering, one above the building and the other above the gathered shinigami, from each hole in the sky came a large Menos grande, this was just an act to test the shinigami, what they can accomplish with the kind of luxury they live. The Menos didn’t fully come out from their portal, only half of their body could be seen but still their presence would be well recognized. At this point even more shinigami would be alerted of the intruders, or more like visitors. The two Menos awaited their master’s order who didn’t waste time to give them a task to fulfill,

”Andanada de fuego, Rayo Aluvi?n.” he whispered once again, this time with a grin on his face. Despite it being a whisper, the Menos heard it loud and clear as they began their attack. Opening their mouth, they formed balls of energy within it. One was that of fire, the other that of lightning. Each Menos aimed for two different target, the fire type Menos aimed for the building it’s master was in, while the lightning type Menos aimed for the gathered shinigami. Both Menos unleashed a barrage of attack, the fire balls blast through the building from above, burning it down from the top, right in front of the giant the flames wreckage would happen as he watched on. The lightning balls on the other hand, would bombard the gathered shinigami, electrocuting their flesh down to their bones. Everywhere will shook under the force of the various explosions, but this was just a tip of what the bringer of darkness is capable of.
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by SlimJellal » Mon Oct 15, 2018 4:39 am

Emerging from the dark hole ripped in the fabric of space was a white haired arrancar that was little to put it mildly, Tsukane was well known as the cold demon of Hueco Mundo and with that title came responsibilities, responsibilities as the Head Fraccion of none other than the 6.8 muscular brute of an Espada named Hernandez who was already creating a turbulence of reiatsu as he stepped out ahead of Tsukane. Tsukane knew observing the environment was something to do should you find yourself in a foreign environment and needless to say especially if that environment was the home of the mortal enemies of your race who would not hesitate to put you down on sight, pink leaves littering the floor, leaves which are a clear indication of the cycle of life in the sense they wither and fall off the trees when their time is up and another proceeds to take their place thereby keeping the cycle going. The sun illuminating the environment and brightening up everything it's rays managed to touch, something that made this place very distinct from his own home which was covered in eternal darkness. Tsukane standing next to Hernandez was something that could force anyone to laughter as Tsukane was even less than half the height of the man next to him and coupled with his slender build made it so these two could not be further apart in terms of physical appearance, but a similarity was that both of these personalities are remorseless cold hearted monsters. Following right beside Hernandez, Tsukane made sure to bask in the sunlight before he begins to lay waste to lay waste to the beautiful environment, his plain white eyes which possess no Iris whatsoever made sure to absorb as much information as possible while he proceeded alongside his ever capable Espada. Small round cheeks and little ears and a cute nose made Tsukane have the unmistakable look of a little kid, and that was always detrimental to everyone he faced as they almost always take him lightly due to his stature and that was what Tsunake liked.

  The Shinigami palace was which was home to them, looking upon it as the thought of rendering destruction upon it crossed his mind but he had to stay put until ordered otherwise. Entering into the building made the little hollow realize the Shinigami live in luxury and Fancy, time invested in putting up such a silly display could have been well invested into gaining might. A shame really for the race he so much hated do nothing but enjoy peace all day long in a serene environment not comparable to the empty desert waste land that is Hueco Mundo, following after Hernandez who pushed the door to the building open with a single hand brought to view the interior of the place. An extravagant hallway was the first to greet the duo, paintings and decorations and artifacts scattered around a hallway so clean and sparkling it would have made Tsukane's reflection visible to himself had he stepped in even further, with his blade hanging vertically on his back and donning the traditional white attire of his race but with his own sleeveless version allowing his left arm which was covered entirely by the remnants of his hollow mask made evident that Tsukane was not lacking in terms of beauty. Still standing besides Hernandez at the entrance, refusing to take a step further knowing this place was bound to have resistance be it from worthy individuals or insignificant entities, be that as it may death was going to welcome someone to it's graceful and sweet savoury presence this very day and that much was a guarantee Tsukane could make as there was already a bunch of Shinigami standing behind them, blades drawn and ready to protect whatever or whoever it was they wanted to protect not knowing they are facing their death which was standing before them in the form of Hernandez and Tsukane. Not bothering to turn backwards to face them after hearing whispers from Hernandez as there was no need to worry about already dead entities.

  Still not sure if there were worthy individuals here or not after not being greeted by anyone of significance. There was only one way to find out if the entire place crawls with only life forms who were below par and that was to wreak havoc but presumably his Espada was already ahead of him as he commanded the presence of two Gillian class Menos and ordered them to open fire with a barrage of Cero on the surroundings. The loud bangs and screams of death after each shot and the rumblings that followed was like music to the ears of Tsukane as he savoured the sweet melody as it was music to his ears, and the smell of burning individuals was like a sweet aroma of freshly prepared meal. Surely this would bring to the attention of more shinigami the presence of the two humble and respectful gentlemen in their presence.
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Post by konami31 » Wed Oct 17, 2018 6:30 am

Wuji's gaze was sharp and steady as he observed the Captain. He listened to every words that escaped from Hazuki's mouth. The Wudang man chuckled and nodded in agreement. His smiles, actions was enough to show that he has no negative thought about disagreeing with Hazuki.


Wuji was about to exchange a few words with Hazuki but all of a sudden he had a weird feeling. A feeling of danger, indeed the Wudang man immediately use his reiatsu to probe the vicinity. He was able to sense two powerful figures. Wuji's eyebrow furrowed with caution, he could tell that the two strangers were powerful.

But the first that arrived leisurely made Wuji watched him with caution. The individual walked into the main hall as if taking a stroll in his own backyard. Wuji didn't bother to listen to Hazuki's words, as he continued to observe the weird individual that walked in with the bearing of an Hegemon.

"It seems we have an uninvited guest".

He uttered softly to Hazuki.
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Post by Phantom-T » Thu Oct 18, 2018 6:51 am

“Seems so” Hazuki replied, as he took another big bite out of the apple he held on his right hand. The wave of reiatsu earlier let loose by the opening void in space wasn’t something anyone could neglect no matter how engrossed they were in thought. With a fine application of Reikaku, The captain had also picked up on the disturbing presence one of which went obsolete and the other fit for an elite of high rank. Whoever this two were, Hazuki knew quite well they didn't come for apples and as such was bound to cause trouble. Letting out a little sigh the captain expressed his discomfort especially since his meal was yet to be served. Missing out on food was something that irked him more than a slap to the face in comparison he would rather take 10 of that than miss his meal. However judging from Wujis reaction he knew something had to be done.

“Why don’t we go welcome our guests”, Hazuki Replied dropping the stalk of consumed apple on an ash tray before him.

Attempting to pull himself up from the ground, the captain wondered what they were really after, maybe they were here for something specific or maybe in another situation they were lost or mindless. This he considered seeing as no one in their right senses would tread so far as to look for trouble in the sanctuary, at least nobody he knew. Whatever the situation stepping foot on the 8th was going to have a price he hoped they could afford.

Barely inches off the ground, a firm hand rested on his shoulder causing him to widen his eye in shock before settling back to his rested position with a smirk on his face. so your here he muttered, calming his nerves as he spared a glance at the individual, hoping to pick up the emotion on his face.


"Allow me", the man whispered, with little to no expression on his face while taking a bow as acknowledgement of Wuji presence, a sign of greeting from the Shinigami most knew as Ryuu. Appearing as a moderate built olive skin Shinigami standing over 6ft tall, kin stood out as a monk rarely wearing the standard black kimono which most other shinigami had to wear. Being trained by the second Division he also had the countenance of an assassin and occasionally carried him as one being light and discreet to a point Hazuki felt very uncomfortable with. His arrival to the lounge had been one of great stealth through routes only familiar to him, however just as soon as he had bowed to Wuji a cero came barging into the roof of the 8th causing Hazuki to let out another sigh as the table shook in response to the vibration.

"Carry on", Hazuki replied, only to feel Kin vanish in a flash, his presence had only been there for a few seconds but this few seconds could give rise to a lot of questions seeing as Wuji hadn’t really meet the new Floor Guardian from the Second before. A second Explosion resounded shortly after wards but this time not from the roof or anywhere close it. It's sound echoed like something coming from the courtyard with screams and roars echoing along with it. A blood bath it would appear to be probably caused by the two intruders who had made their way to the hallway.

A third blast would commence shortly afterward now at the roof but not directed towards it. Hazuki would spare a glance at Wuji, hinting he should be prepared while he silently murmurs a kido spell of his own. A double incantation, with left hand stretched to the left causing a spiritual ink to draw a tattoo on his hands as he continued his spells.

"To all ......"



Rooftop Kin Ryuu


Already giving the Captains Consent, Kin dashed to the rooftop were he felt a disturbing rieatsu emerge from space, with his transition happening in nothing more than two steps. The Hollow had been busy trying to borrow it’s disgusting seeds into the roof of the 8th and would appear to have half of its body stuck in space. Repulsing was the sight for Kin, who immediately dispelled him by flinging his beads at his skull, cracking it open as the cero he had in mouth detonated before its very face putting an end to both its existence and that of the hole he reaped his face from. Raising his hand to grab his rotating beads which had already made its full cycle, the bald hair Shinigami would glare at the next target as it lays waste to the horde of Shinigami before it. Letting out a sigh , a spear would pierce through its skull causing a sudden silence to the rukus which had the Shinigami screaming and whaling. A Second glance would show Kin above it with his staff pealing off from the fading presence, with him eventually droped to the floors of the courtyard

The silence only lasting a brief moment would immediately be replaced by an echo of jubilation, with voice raised high as they shout and jump in victory. Kin appearing disturbed by this sudden outcome would let lose his reiatsu causing them to drop back in silence. He wasn’t good with noise and in all hated it when weak individuals made more noise than required. Attempting to shun them even further A voice would ring in his head and in general the heads of all 8th division member safe from Wuji and Hazuki who had instigated the message

TO all Shinigami present, Kin, Wuji and I your captain would like all officers present at the 8th to stand clear of the sanctuary. Get words to Central 46, asking them to close off all dimensional pathway leading in and out of seireite. From here onward no one of low officer ranks, is expected around the divisions compound.


With that said Kin would stop himself from addressing the shinigamis only facing forward with his hand pulling on his beads as if about to tear it, all the while with his guards up. “Well you heard the captain” go.

The group of Shinigami all gathered in the courtyard would leave, allowing Kins the freedom he very much craved. Allowing himself feel the breeze push against his monkish attire while his reiatsu settles in a calming flow, a torrent of wind would rotate round his feet as he stares into the Entrance with his eye locked on one of the Invaders an interestingly short individual and his bodyguard a 6ft tall man, giving out no reiatsu signature he could analyze or measure. With both individuals looking more composed, dazzling and smarter than an average hollow, Kin would only wonder at what point lowlife form gains the honor of looking so human.

“Dictate” Unmei no Bizu (beads of fate) he would finally mutter causing 5 marble balls the size of his fist appear above him with one having the Kanji of shield immediately adopting a golden glow. His staff still by his hand would resonate reiatsu as well as he carries on towards the invaders.

My name is Kin Ryuu, and you’re not welcomed here, If you don’t mind allow me to show you the way out.
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Post by Aegis Raiu » Sun Oct 21, 2018 9:26 am

The urge to save those whom you love, to protect those you call your comrade, by sacrificing oneself or attaining a piece of inner might to achieve the otherwise impossible, were all traits completely void in a young looking pale skinned boy who now stood within the grounds of the 8th Division by means of a transportation Kidou. His face scarred on both sides running down and across his eyes, eyes that possessed multiple colorations of ash and orange, and a dead sense of happiness and absent mindedness. This was Killy Lohr, a member of the 5th Division and a lover of all things pain. He would pull on his short black hair towards his left as he observed a lady bug on his right hand in front of his face.

He remained in this position until his attention was drawn to a rather unusual looking bald man who appeared from above the magnanimous building to impale a Menos from behind with his golden rod, saving a group of Shinigami from their continued suffering at the hands of the Menos that now evaporated into thin air, as their death was now without pain, and the whole place was filled with a sudden silence from their wailing.

The wind grew a little violent as it took its place at the feet of the monk, probably a Kidou spell. Killy quickly noticed this man was not without talent and that he moved in defense of the Division. "Not enemy," said Killy who sort to set apart friend from foe, seeing as the monk dressed in an unusual manner for a Shinigami.

However, Killy had on a long sleeved black shirt and white shorts, a pair of brown sandals and was here to fulfill a single purpose, nonetheless, he wasn't alone. He had arrived with a being of unquestionable power, Seraph Kira...a high seated officer of the 5th Division, and together, they would fulfill that purpose for which they had arrived.

Just briefly after the sudden silence, a loud uproar of jubilating screams had followed, all hailing the might of this bald man. He would quickly shun the noise by flaring up his Reiatsu, and moments later he would order the surrounding Shinigami to leave, causing all in sight to make an immediate evacuation.

His gaze now fully focused on the two even more unusual looking individuals at the entrance of the main building, they were both in matching white outfits but vastly unmatched were their varying heights, as one towered over 6ft and the other was barely half his height and seemed like a kid, but the energy he exuded was not corresponding to the data so carefully analyzed by the scarred Shinigami. He had come to conclude the men at the entrance were most likely his targets, causing him to let go of his hair and place his right hand behind him to draw out his blade from its horizontally placed sheath behind his waist area.

Still 200m apart, Killy observed the fray from the right side of the advancing monk, who now held his staff firmly in his hand, he would notice five orbs appear above the monk. Subsequently, one of the orbs would adopt a golden glow as he continued his walk towards the Hollows.

Killy would then spare a brief gaze at Seraph while smiling to confirm their targets before returning his gaze. He would then move his right leg backwards as though he were an athlete, with his left arm on the floor and his right hand strongly glued to his drawn Zanpakutou, he would assume this position just long enough to gather momentum. Still possessing a stubborn smile across his face, he would dash towards the known threat first which was the short looking Arrancar standing beside the giant. His approach was careless and potent, his strength and gathered momentum would enable him strike forth a single swift and powerful slash that possessed enough force to decapitate the right arm of the dwarf if not met with a surmountable defense. His speed of approach, the slashing motion and the evidence of his attack would all take place in such a way observers lacking gifted perception would not be able to follow, a testament to his mastery over the use of Shunpo.
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by Kira-duh-savage » Mon Oct 22, 2018 12:42 pm

INTRODUCTION

Lips parting to enable speech, Seraph introduced a word.

Rikujōkōrō.

But words, they say... are powerful things.

Unsubstantiate and no more than a combination of one, two, three or more vowels and consonants intertwined in harmony, articulated words were naught but resonant sounds designed with intent to communicate. Every word is imbued with meaning; Therefore, every word conveys a sort of message from speaker to recipient. Through words names are conceived. And from names in turn all matter can obtain the very means with which to realise identity.

The metaphysical importance of names goes even further, transcending dimensions and realities to bind even the likes of shinigami, death gods, for whom it is mandatory to learn the names of their zanpakuto in order to wield and grow stronger with them. Matter of factly, a zanpakuto could, on deeming its user unworthy of its gifts, provide an incomplete name to a special ability, preventing its user from ever being able to draw out the full potential of said ability.

Demon arts, shinigami witchcraft, magic, etc Kidō can be referenced using a number of names and in a number of ways, however, what every one of these names have in common is connotation. Each one insinuates an ability to bring about a deviation from normal, the re-ordering of the natural order of things; A miracle. Yes, Kidō could produce miracles so to speak, for it bestowed upon those who grasped it as if by hilt not a razor sharp sword that could gash flesh but instead a conceptual blade which could slice clean through the very fabrics of reality, causing one to step past the boundaries of man in pursuit of an existence that is the closest thing to god, if not (god).

Nonetheless, Kidō is more than an offensive tool and in the same way it suffice the sharpest sword in able hands, it had the capacity to also become the strongest of shields. The Kidō literate could create and destroy, attack (Hado) and protect (Bakudo), claim life and give life (Kaido). And it is because of this conventional combat versatility that Kidō has become a force not to be reckoned with.

Truthfully words/names possessed power, but Kido did even more so.

AUDACITY
(Earlier in the 8th's courtyard)

Arriving within the 8th's grounds besides Killy Lohr, Seraph in the process of visually scanning his immediacy came to notice an old acquaintance in form of Kin Ryuu; A man scarcely seen with hair on his scalp, and a monk who always dressed as such. Where physique and height were concerned, he and Kin were nearly look alikes.

Witnessing the pragmatic monk easily dispatch a Menos Grande using a seemingly casual manouver, Seraph inwardly approved of the scene. Commenting to himself that Kin was an existence capable of such feat.

During his shortlived observation of Kin, an abnormality tugging constantly on his sense of reiatsu steered his attention towards a duo of unidentified entities dressed uniformly and in antithesis to the Shinigami. Though to be more exact his reikaku had only recognized the existence of just one of them, an outstandingly short individual dressed in a hooded cloak free of sleeves, and without his eyes he probably would have never noticed the other, this one an inverse of the first, a Goliath. Odd enough what that dwarf lacked in physical dimensions he made up for in reiatsu, in which regard the buff giant beside him ironically seemed an ant in stark comparison.

Seraph found this new discovery unsettling. A dwarf with a degree of spiritual momentum venturing into the soul society accompanied only by a giant who possessed no spritual presence whatsoever. Quite a difficult farce to fathom. However, even more puzzling was his inability to detect even a spark of spiritual pressure from this brute. Surely no spritual being was this weak. To be completely void of reiatsu and still be able to retain his composure while standing abreast a being with near captain class reiatsu? How bizarre. Looks could be extremely deceiving. Merely looking at the duo clad in all white from head to toe, no one would have guessed that the considerably potent reiatsu emanating from their position belonged solely to the Dwarf and yet this was the reality. Naive combatants will choose not to account for unknowns but Seraph knew better. Given the placement of things the giant appeared to be the weaker opponent and yet at the same time the most anomalous so Seraph still resolved to excercise caution in dealing with him.

In the meantime, the visible threat in his very before remained the Dwarf and through the corner of his eyes, a nod from Killy confirmed to Seraph that he too had arrived at same opinion. Just as Killy crouched to assume lunging stance akin to a cheetah before a high speed chase, lips parting to enable speech, Seraph introduced a word.

Rikujōkōrō.

But words, they say... are powerful things.
And a Kidō master needed only one.


Index finger extended, and with a golden glow radiating right in front of it, Seraph chose for his binding spell the appropriate target, inciting six rods of light to appear at different spatial points and immediately shoot in the direction of the arrancar duo, all in a bid to converge at the dwarf's midsection. Subsequently Killy dashed forward.
His approach careless and potent, his strength and gathered momentum sufficing to enable him strike forth a single swift and powerful slash that possessed enough force to decapitate the right arm of the dwarf if not met with a surmountable defense. His speed of approach, the slashing motion and the evidence of his attack would all take place in such a way observers lacking gifted perception would not be able to follow, a testament to his mastery over the use of Shunpo.
However, unfortunately, whether with gifted perception /an accelerated perception registering Killy's movements at the time was bound to prove a quagmire even still. Seeing as right from the onset of their arrival in the 8th division's courtyard both him and Seraph would have long since been veiled completely beneath the effects of a Kidō spell named Kyokko, casted by none other than the blonde shinigami himself. Hence, to bypass the concealment of such a a spell the arrancar duo would have needed to possess greater reiatsu and better reiatsu control than the blonde shinigami which seemed highly unlikely in their case.



Muttering to himself, Seraph appeared to speak yet again.


"... Millón Escudo. "


To be continued ...
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by Tope » Wed Oct 24, 2018 3:58 am

Fire raged through the roof down to the building, the continuous barrages of fiery balls burnt down the beautiful artifacts used as decorations, the fire would have to be put out as it kept spreading, the giant stood there waiting for the two worthy beings he sensed within the building. Their levels wasn’t up to his, of course not, no being in all the realms could rival their powers, they existed right from the beginning of time, and thus cultivated their powers to the highest degree attainable for any being. They have lived for so long not even them know just long they have existed and ruled. Numbers became meaningless to them, a true act of being strong. Speaking of numbers, another being made his presence. Unlike the two he waited for, this one wasted no time and sprouted to action, the fiery hollow was the first to bite the dust followed by the lightning one. Well, they weren’t all that strong to begin with, so he never expected the Menos to be troublesome to deal with. But the sound of jubilation from the shinigami was just too poor, jubilating over the death of a mere Menos, how ridiculous could that be, even a mere Numéro could handle the Menos much less a fraccion and higher ranks. If his brother was awake, he would feel disgusted at just how weak the shinigami were, he would definitely have them skinned alive and use it to mop the dirt in Las noches, their bones used for decoration in the training fields, their organs used for midnight snack for the lowly hollows, their blood used for quenching the Menos thirst. At least that way, they would make up for their uselessness in life. Suddenly the jubilation stopped, the man behind him spiked his reiatsu further conforming what the giant had sensed, it was high but still not enough. Not bothering to look back as his main targets were still refusing to come to him, there might be no one to rival their powers but at some rare point in life, the two brothers had met and faced beings who were close to them in power. And they had always made sure they put a halt to such beings, if they’re allowed to live any longer there’s a chance they could one day evolve to their level, or maybe that’s the highest for them but the demon twins aren’t going to take such chances. The shinigami behind shouted, commanding the jubilating shinigami to evacuate, they all obeyed and started running towards the entrance. The shinigami walked forward, requesting them to leave, such audacity to command the giant, a crime punishable by death instantly.

Speaking, moving, thinking, while in the presence of the demon twins is a crime on its own, then telling them to do something, that’s something no one does and live to tell the tale. This was enough reason for the giant to change his target, but before he acted he felt it, an energy appearing just beside him aiming for his head fraccion. His eyes looking down beside him to see the six rods of yellow light aimed at his partner in crime, his senses immediately searched for the source, it wasn’t from the shinigami who commanded them, the signature didn’t match, rather it was someone else who had done well to hide his presence. With his mastery control over his titanic reiatsu, the giant’s reiatsu sense was on a whole new level. His eyes widen, realizing he had missed them, they were two of them, far away and hidden, kidou, a tricky means used by the shinigami to fight, over the years he had fought many shinigami and most of them were masters of such arts. Casting kidou means they’re shinigami, attacking them means they’re foes, that’s all he needed to know and the very mistake they made. Two, one launched the beams of rods, the other one rather boldly launched himself towards them, also aiming for his head fraccion, he was fast, even way faster than the demon himself. Moved past the evacuating shinigami, the commanding shinigami, covering a vast distance in a short amount of time. He would appear behind the mighty dwarf, initiating his assault on the head fraccion. Well most would expect him to defend his subordinate, but there was no need to, Tsukane is more than capable of handling himself, rather he saw it as an opportunity to make an example of those who disrespect him and his brother.

His body moved instinctively, just as the shinigami appeared. The shinigami who first attacked with the light rod had made a mistake, their presence was perfectly masked that the giant wouldn’t have noticed them, but that attack announced their existence thus future movements in thus the one who charged towards them was at risk and would pay dearly for such mistake. While the shinigami was administering his assault on the head fraccion, so was the giant administering his attack on the shinigami. His upper body turned to his right towards the shinigami, his left hand already gathering a red energy, aimed a punch at the assaulter. He was big quite alright, most would think someone of such size was slow, but he wasn’t. He was damn fast, having mastered the art of speed and still improving it, his left elbow emitted a force, more like a pressure, this was him emitting air pressure as a means to propel his left hand attack towards its intended target. This propulsion wasn’t only increasing the force behind his energy packed punch, but it was also boosting it’s already natural speed. The air pressure launched his left hand towards the shinigami, making the hand move faster than it could. The distance was extremely close, coupled with the shinigami being occupied with his attack against the dwarf, the attack would seem instantaneous . The punch aimed for the face of the shinigami, and if successful the shinigami appearance would definitely be beyond ugliness. The air pressure boosting his hand, producing enough force to put a hole in the shinigami face without adequate defense. But that was the least of worry, the energy gathering at the giant's fist was none other than cero itself. A skill the giant had mastered, most even claimed the brothers invented cero due to their mastery over it, their load time being way faster than those of their specie, the power behind it being devastating and at full power. If the punch was successful, upon contact the fully charged cero would fire off in front of the shinigami, the beam covering the shinigami. The force behind the punch was enough to crush the shinigami's head if unprotected, the power behind the cero enough to scorch the shinigami’s body especially his face and eyes that’s wide open which would be burnt. This would definitely send the shinigami flying back towards where he came from, crashing into whatever in his path. If successfully executed, the shinigami would be badly damaged, especially his face and would definitely lose his eyesight. Whether his attack was successful or not, the giant would see no need to hide his reiatsu any longer.
”Kneel………”

The giant spoke out loud this time, but with his words came his full might. The power he had been hiding from them now unhidden, the environment would seem heavy, his reiatsu pressure weighing on everyone in the vicinity. The evacuating shinigami would halt, unable to move as they all would fall to their knees along with anyone unable to withstand such level of power, even those who could still stand and breath will find it hard to move, tiring and sweating in the process. Titanic was the right word to describe such level of power coming from the giant, the low levels shinigami would suffocate and knocked unconscious immediately. He wasn’t even unleashing his reiatsu, this was just an effect of him being around, an effect of them sensing his power and being in his vicinity. Hence why he hid it, just sensing his reiatsu or being around him alone is like poison to those beneath him. At that moment they would realize their mistake, the dwarf wasn’t the real threat, the giant was. He is one of the supreme beings ruling the hollows, an Espada, one of the demon twins, goes by the name Hernandez.
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by SlimJellal » Thu Oct 25, 2018 2:20 pm

Death and chaos continued as all shinigami present at the entrance in that particular moment were all but hopeless with the sudden death of one of the summoned Menos which was followed swiftly by the other with the fire type Menos first to embrace death closely accompanied by his lightning counterpart, sudden silence graced the environment and immediately loud shouts and echos of jubilation from the remaining Shinigami who were unfortunate enough to not die in the first wave of attacks from the Menos. A single personality was responsible for these actions and his actions were less than impressive after landing just behind the two visitors, a single personality who was quick to shut the mouths of his fellow Shinigami by shunning them to silence with a controlled burst of spiritual energy, an action that gained a silent acknowledgement from the dwarf who in no way condoles when weak and insignificant creations cheer on the actions and strength of another. The single man proceeded to utter the words "Well you heard your captain,go" prompting everyone else to make an attempt at evacuating the environment which the dwarf silently acknowledged one more time, inconsequential was their very presence and it made no meaning to Tsukane why they choose to be present in the first place.

   Attempting to turn back to observe the man who had just introduced himself by stating his name and proposing to show the way out to the visitors, a bold move to say the least considering who his opponents were and Tsukane was prepared to meet such boldness with death but fortunately for Kin Ryuu he couldn't make a single body movement as was trapped by six rods of light, with six rods impaled around his midsection preventing his movement. Surely this was an effect of a kido spell, something Tsukane likes to refer to as "Shinigami Witchcraft" but surprisingly enough this was not a feat accomplished by Kin meaning there was the presence of another undetected within their midst, the unknown was something the dwarf didn't take likely and was very much not fond of it. Moving swiftly like under the influence of reflex, the very moment the rods of light made contact with his person Tsukane lets out his already gathered reiatsu from his skin which form a barrier around his person. A technique usable only by the hollow species, a technique known as "Onda de negacion" which surrounds the user with a defensive barrier that starts from the very skin and extends further should the user possess the will and and skill to make such a reality. The very moment Tsukane put up a barrier he was greeted with his right arm coming clean off his shoulders, the dwarf intended to make the barrier extend a couple of feet around his person for safety reasons but he was already met with an attack before the barrier could make it into existence, the speed of the assailant was very much impressive and dangerous to say the least and Tsukane could not resist but turn his gaze at the man one who very much  harmed him in an attempt to catch a gaze at the new threat.

      Tsukane wanted to very much add this new personality to his list of individuals needed to be wiped out but first he had to be careful, he was not as reckless or fearless as his superior which was why he attempted putting up a barrier in the first despite not sensing who or what it was making dangerous moves behind the scenes and for the very same reason is why he didn't put down the already made barrier without breaking out of the shackles of the kido spell. Controlling his reiatsu and backing up the attempt with sufficient strength, the dwarf shatters every single rod of light binding him just immediately after he put up the barrier and gains access to his freedom of movement, and now his very own Espada has noticed the dangerous threat in their midst and instinctively attacking the new presence with a wind propelled punch coupled with a Cero. Clearly now things are no longer a walk in the park as dangerous people keep appearing out of thin air and there was only one way to react to that, CHAOS . Still within the confines of his barrier which was made to extend a couple of feet, Tsukane violently punches the ground using his remaining arm with so much speed and strength and doing very well to coat said body part with reiatsu to mitigate damage to his person, well enough to shatter the very floor and bring every building and everything within the entire division crumbling down in rubbles, the dwarf has been interrupted by not one but two different people and he was fully ready to bring death to them and everyone else, people were going to be crushed to death and everything around himself was going to feel the effects the most if left unprotected.

      A single action brings forth so much chaos as the shockwaves emanating from the single punch would damage and send back everyone flying meters away if not perfectly guarded against, the little man was not to be trifled with and he was about to show why and his espada as well now Unhinged and making his presence fully registered by letting his reiatsu fly out in full force, the very pressure which knocked out every one of those lowly shinigami and beings attempting to evacuate the compound and brought Tsukane to his knees, an action Tsunake would very well reply with death had the perpetrator not been his very own and in this world power was absolute, if a superior power can bring you to your knees, do well to stay on your knees.
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by konami31 » Sat Oct 27, 2018 8:41 am

SlimJellal wrote:
Thu Oct 25, 2018 2:20 pm
Death and chaos continued as all shinigami present at the entrance in that particular moment were all but hopeless with the sudden death of one of the summoned Menos which was followed swiftly by the other with the fire type Menos first to embrace death closely accompanied by his lightning counterpart, sudden silence graced the environment and immediately loud shouts and echos of jubilation from the remaining Shinigami who were unfortunate enough to not die in the first wave of attacks from the Menos. A single personality was responsible for these actions and his actions were less than impressive after landing just behind the two visitors, a single personality who was quick to shut the mouths of his fellow Shinigami by shunning them to silence with a controlled burst of spiritual energy, an action that gained a silent acknowledgement from the dwarf who in no way condoles when weak and insignificant creations cheer on the actions and strength of another. The single man proceeded to utter the words "Well you heard your captain,go" prompting everyone else to make an attempt at evacuating the environment which the dwarf silently acknowledged one more time, inconsequential was their very presence and it made no meaning to Tsukane why they choose to be present in the first place.

Attempting to turn back to observe the man who had just introduced himself by stating his name and proposing to show the way out to the visitors, a bold move to say the least considering who his opponents were and Tsukane was prepared to meet such boldness with death but fortunately for Kin Ryuu he couldn't make a single body movement as was trapped by six rods of light, with six rods impaled around his midsection preventing his movement. Surely this was an effect of a kido spell, something Tsukane likes to refer to as "Shinigami Witchcraft" but surprisingly enough this was not a feat accomplished by Kin meaning there was the presence of another undetected within their midst, the unknown was something the dwarf didn't take likely and was very much not fond of it. Moving swiftly like under the influence of reflex, the very moment the rods of light made contact with his person Tsukane lets out his already gathered reiatsu from his skin which form a barrier around his person. A technique usable only by the hollow species, a technique known as "Onda de negacion" which surrounds the user with a defensive barrier that starts from the very skin and extends further should the user possess the will and and skill to make such a reality. The very moment Tsukane put up a barrier he was greeted with his right arm coming clean off his shoulders, the dwarf intended to make the barrier extend a couple of feet around his person for safety reasons but he was already met with an attack before the barrier could make it into existence, the speed of the assailant was very much impressive and dangerous to say the least and Tsukane could not resist but turn his gaze at the man one who very much harmed him in an attempt to catch a gaze at the new threat.

Tsukane wanted to very much add this new personality to his list of individuals needed to be wiped out but first he had to be careful, he was not as reckless or fearless as his superior which was why he attempted putting up a barrier in the first despite not sensing who or what it was making dangerous moves behind the scenes and for the very same reason is why he didn't put down the already made barrier without breaking out of the shackles of the kido spell. Controlling his reiatsu and backing up the attempt with sufficient strength, the dwarf shatters every single rod of light binding him just immediately after he put up the barrier and gains access to his freedom of movement, and now his very own Espada has noticed the dangerous threat in their midst and instinctively attacking the new presence with a wind propelled punch coupled with a Cero. Clearly now things are no longer a walk in the park as dangerous people keep appearing out of thin air and there was only one way to react to that, CHAOS . Still within the confines of his barrier which was made to extend a couple of feet, Tsukane violently punches the ground using his remaining arm with so much speed and strength and doing very well to coat said body part with reiatsu to mitigate damage to his person, well enough to shatter the very floor and bring every building and everything within the entire division crumbling down in rubbles, the dwarf has been interrupted by not one but two different people and he was fully ready to bring death to them and everyone else, people were going to be crushed to death and everything around himself was going to feel the effects the most if left unprotected.

A single action brings forth so much chaos as the shockwaves emanating from the single punch would damage and send back everyone flying meters away if not perfectly guarded against, the little man was not to be trifled with and he was about to show why and his espada as well now Unhinged and making his presence fully registered by letting his reiatsu fly out in full force, the very pressure which knocked out every one of those lowly shinigami and beings attempting to evacuate the compound and brought Tsukane to his knees, an action Tsunake would very well reply with death had the perpetrator not been his very own and in this world power was absolute, if a superior power can bring you to your knees, do well to stay on your knees.
Wuji’s sharp senses was still around covering every nook and crannies of the vicinity as he observed the situation going around in his division. But when the Wudang man was about to make a move to fend off the attack that travelled towards the roof, a bald headed figure mysteriously appeared before him and Hazuki. Wuji’s eyes began to size the individual, he noticed that he was a monk, though the Vice captain had never had the pleasure of knowing the monk but he nodded in agreement to the Monk’s greeting before returning his gaze to the other occupants. While the bald headed Kin reacted to deal with the early problems.

As the weaker members of the 8th Division began to disperse with fear, the bold Wuji had yet to make a move when two members of the 5th Division arrived to aid the 8th Division against the Hollows. The Wudang man continued to watch as everything happened, if eyes can kill Wuji eyes would have killed the two hollows a thousand times over but that was something that cannot be achieved. As the saying goes, ‘Battle between experts can be take place within an instant to attain victory. This words became true as the white haired arrancar fell victim to the assaults of a short shinigami but before Wuji could smile at the arrancar’s suffering, his eyes narrowed with disbelief as the arrancar made a single action by destroying the ground with a powerful punch to causing most of the buildings and furnitures to descend. Such strength, such momentum was quite rare even among the present day combatant.

However, Wuji didn’t have the time to praise and appraise the arrancar’s strength and punch as he decided to act, the arrancar has crossed his bottom line. In mere moments Wuji’s body began to glow with cyan reiatsu, the air around him began to wail in agony it was as if it feared him. If Wuji was a sheathed blade a few minutes ago but now he was like an unsheathed blade meant for battle. His temperament had changed as his eye was filled with battle intent coupled with him unsheathing his blade from the scabbard. If devil comes he will slay devil, if gods come he will slay them all the same.

Wuji is no stranger to battle, to him fighting his like breathing. The Vice captain decided to act as he step forward with his right foot, his demeanour was casual as if taking a stroll but in reality he was moving fast, this was indeed the famous shinigami movement art known as shunpo. His speed was swift to the extreme, a speed worthy of a shunpo master like himself. With the least amount of steps the Vice captain had vanished from his position, it was as if he was never there since the beginning. All the fragmented buildings and furniture that were descending from the roof failed to make contact with him. But in mere moment the Vice captain materialized behind the white haired arrancar as if he was a phantom that came from the nether world. He slashed swiftly with his blade aiming at the arrancar’s left rib, to try and bypass the negaccion. If Wuji’s attack succeeds before the barrier fully matured or expand to reach his fingers, a deep cut will appear at the arrancar’s body if it succeed. Wuji’s action will probe if the arrancar is good in close quarter combat. In this way, he would be able to know if his foe his good with the fist or with a sword. As the saying goes, 'It's only through attacking that will give rise to weakness'. But wuji will swiftly retreat with shunpo after executing his attack.
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Post by Phantom-T » Wed Oct 31, 2018 3:04 am

With words spoken out loud Kin carried himself confidently as he strode forward knowing very well that most of his underlings where out of the way, with all applying Shunpo to the best of their knowledge. With attention now settled on his opponent’s response and reaction the monk mentally drew an invincible chat of strength based on mannerism and position, one of which was a trait branded in him during his life before death. He was well known to be quite the disciplinarian and had over time come across characters so confident their head stood higher than it should and in some other cases there were those who showed less than what they were mad of. The duo before him was no different from others and with a glance he could tell only pride would drive a man to play where lions hunt. His analysis of the duo was yet to begin, and be it as it may just a step further would have their feet’s parted from their body. Off course this was a threat the duo was yet to apprehend, as the monk had only made up his mind without raising any alarm towards it.

While the duo didn’t seem to have any initial reaction to his words an unknown entity did, casting forth a Kido spell of high potency towards the individual with stunning heights or more appropriately, the lack of it. The individual seemed to be gifted in the art of Kidou putting his into shame as it took hold. However, retaining his sense of composure as he watched the spell appear and take form before his very eyes, the Shinigami knew too little about the Shinigamis from the 5th and as such would already attribute such gift to one of his superiors stationed inside the sanctuary. Only them he thought could pull this off and since such was the case little attention would be paid on its purpose and or origin. Binding his time wisely he would rather concentrate on the taller individual reacting only to his actions as he had gone ahead to make another move, one aided by the gift of superior agility and instinct, a field he was well groomed on.

The tall hollow on seeing his partner bounded by the kido spell had reared up causing a daunting smile appear across the Shinigami face with the words “got you” ringing loud within his head. The hollows action which might have seemed impulsive or to an extent breathe taking, to those still unaware of the boundaries of speed had come across the bald monk as a rare opportunity, giving him the opening he wanted to slip into his rare few meters to his left side with a kidou spell armed and ready for use, the words Sai would stream out loudly from his lips threatening to bind the hollows hands to his back as he gears his staff forward aiming to slam it into the back of his hip. His presence would fade shortly afterwards, all before contact could be made appearing before the Hollow with his palm thrust forward as if trying to slam the hollow to the chest.

With his staff now slanted and held in place behind him while he pushes his left hand forward, Kin would build enough force stemmed from his shikai field formed around his left palm to aid this impact. A complete domination of the tall hollows ribs with a possibility of throwing him off his foot a reasonable distance backward would be aimed for. However, to say physical contact would be made before such effect took place would be putting it off slightly as already within 3 ft of each other the wave of golden shield backed up by a sudden spike in his reiatsu would shoot forward aiming to slam into the hollow prissily at the point of release of the hollows own reiatsu, which at this situation would have little effect to stop the flow. However Kin would feel a sudden chill down his spine and would immediately act in response flaring his reiatsu even more like a wolf reacting to the call of an alpha wolf. His demeanor would stay true as he attempts to recollect himself taking note of the tiny details he must have missed, but just as the reiatsu pull had shocked him so will other action which had simultaneously occurred beyond his line of perception.

With the first being the reiatsu wave which had extended all the way to his feet standing only few meters away from the blond hollow, Kin would find the energy released reacting in corrosive manner with the elements around it. In a case where he hadn’t already cloaked part of his left arm in his golden shield the monk could quickly imagine the consequences as part of his attire swayed by the wind would bear testimony to, already disintegrated within the beam of energy let loose by the blond hollow. With the second being the chaotic rupture of earth and dust brought in effect by the falling hollow, the monk would find the earth beneath him cave in causing a sudden displacement in his footing as both rocks and dust blast towards him.

However not wanting to take chance Kin would have his Staff beam of a constant wave of energy, returning to his front to completely put in effect a golden field around him which would quickly cocoon him as the Shinigami whispers yet another word to himself this time announcing the activation of yet another aspect of his Shikai skill now due for activation “come forth and take form the divine sword of my bone”.



Hazuki earlier in the sanctuary

"Black and white net! Twenty two bridges, sixty six crown strings, footprints, distant thunders, mountain peaks, valleys, night shadows, cloud sea, cyan line! Fill up the circle and zoom to the edges of the sky!" Bakudou 77: Soaring Net of the Heavens (Tentei Kuura)
With words spoken in perfect synchrony the Kidou effect came into light allowing Hazuki choose his targets from the mass of individuals lined outside for battle. Specific precautions were immediately taken, making sure he had gotten his message across without alerting the intruders to his plan. With the fastest of them all assigned to get message across to the central, Hazuki called the attention of the waitress and other staff members assigning them to take care of the flames which had borrowed itself into the roof of the building.

Gazing forth at his surrounding, especially the empty lounge which now drowned in silence. The captain knew nothing more could be done here, not when it was obvious his meal wasn’t going to come anytime soon. With a little sigh he would he would drop all he hand in hand and follow up with the crowd. His Vice captain had also at the time stopped speaking and had also strolled forward to observe the intruders who had made their way to the entrance of the hallway.

Picking himself up from the ground with his hands eventually tangled across his chest, Hazuki calmly stepped forward gracing the hallway with his presence. The hallway spanned a reasonable length outwards and all he had to do was observe Kin take on the intruders, only stepping in if needed. With a simple glance the captain took note of the two individuals who were now entangled in a bout with enemies hidden from sight. The first to come to view was a man of towering height reaching almost seven feet tall, His accomplice or partner seemed to be the direct opposite of him, but one thing was clear they both adorned the standard white seen mostly on hollows of the highest rankings. Already familiar with their terms of hierarchy Hazuki interest would stride forward to the second pair of individuals cloaked in a kido spell.

While they may have cloaked themselves from sight, Hazuki had also picked up on their reiatsu prior to his rising from his seat it was no shock for him that other shinigamis had also come to the 8th as such time especially those from the 5th. He could already imagine what Daruis must have told them causing a slight smile to grace his face.

However, just as soon as he had decided to get lost in his Imaginations, chaos reared its head forward coming in the form of an overwhelming presence and strength unrivaled by the likes of those he had encountered before. In comparison this was a new chapter for him which was definitely going to leave a tale for days to come. A mixed feeling of anger and excitement built up in his gut as he observed in shock.

The individual who had once hidden his presence from them had decided to let loose and reveal what he was made of. So had the blond Individual who seemed to be the center of all the ongoing chaos. With the former showing how much spiritual strength he possessed Hazuki would find his reiatsu put to shame once more as this would mark the second individual he had come across with such pool the boast about. The later however, showed his strength in a different light, releasing just a single punch which threatened to bury the Division.

Adjusting his hat with his right hand, with his eyes narrowed to maintain concentration, the olive skin Captain echoed the words “Hadou no 57: Dachi Tenyō” calling forth the power it possessed. Tapping the fore front of his foot on the ground, the Captain would bring calm to what had seemed to be a frightened earth threatening to swallow itself two times over. The calm felt would only apply to the earth around him starting from 5ft before him till the end of whatever stood behind him. In effect to this all which stood behind him would feel a sudden displacement in the earth crust as it vibrates acting as if a tremor was in play. However the calamity would quickly die down as calmness returns.

The Upturned Earth Dance or ground swell dance as it was well known had come to give Hazuki control over the earth and all that existed above it. With the earth now at his command the captain would aim to stop chaos rearing from his front on its track. However, Hazuki would find himself struggling to maintain total calm for all that stood in front of him as the earth before him violently turns on itself, sending status and other artifacts flying sporadically to the roof.

Raising his left arm towards the chaos Hazuki would send a wave of earth rocks by wobbling the earth in effect to counter the outburst set on them. This time with reiatsu spiked to assist its flow, the Captain will spare no effort as he tackles the threat head on. Furniture and other interior decorations of the mansion would be sent flying out from rooms and quarters as both skill and power clash at the entrance of the mansion. Like a sea wave smashing against each other the entrance would quickly blow up sending its walls crashing outwards and towards the intruders and any other individual standing over a 100 meter radius of this wall. Parts of the backlash would also crash into the hallway causing a wave of dust particles to wash through, coating the hallway and all standing within it in dust.

The Captain would however not care for this as just by raising his right hand a fast forming wall would have already shielded him from its effect leaving only his foot stained in dust. “Enkosen” as it was well known would stand the test of time as it could easily block out much stronger attacks than that of a dust bath.

Looking further at the chaos brought forward by a single individual, Hazuki would imagine a far critical situation causing him to raise his left index finger towards the creaking building, attempting to support it from further damage. This time murmuring in full command the bakudo spell " bakudo no 73: (Inverse Mountain Crystal) Tozanshō". A diamond shaped crystal would appear on the tip of his nail, extending outwards to seal up the division in a very potent inverted prison. Upon completion, the captain would have succeeded in sealing off the upper floors of the division comprising mostly of the meeting room already guided by a potent spell against intruders and the sleeping quarters where most of the employees would be found battling the flames dropping from the division roof.
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by Aegis Raiu » Tue Nov 06, 2018 10:11 am

Willed and armed to execute a single purpose, the nearly mind controlled movement of the boy remained sure to its purpose as he detached the arm of the dwarf in what seemed to be a twinkle. He had arrived just as the rods of light made contact with the sleeveless Arrancar to ensure a crimson color change on his blade, however, with the corner of his eyes he could very well visualize the nigh instinctive movement of his larger partner, moving with applaudable speed though much slower than the scarred assailant, his left arm seemed to have been propelled somehow to move much quicker.

Within a thought process he knew he could very well escape this onslaught but stubborn as he was, he wanted the joy of pain now brought to him at no cost. Raising his left arm in defense to block his face, he would be struck by the incoming punch which now possessed a circular red energy known as cero by their kind. It was dense and explosive, the burning power behind it had incinerated the long sleeve covering that arm area, it's force sent the earth beneath Killy a few meters further below as it caved in, all accompanied by a roaring explosive sound and dust.

Nonetheless, Killy would remain with little more than a singed skin on his arm and a torn sleeve, he was in awe of the barest possibility that this man could even singe his skin talk more of making him feel so much pain, a thing of joy he pondered with a smile as the dust veil cleared up. Through out the ages not one has been seen nor heard with such physically extreme constitution as he possessed, his skin and body so solid he felt almost impervious to any kind of damage, surely not a single cero would bring about his demise. He was_if nothing else, a shield made of bone and flesh, this was something yet understood by his foes. Wisdom might incite them to abandon their cause for this very reason or bravery might drag them further into what they lack knowledge of, either way, the result would still remain unchanged... Or so he thought.

Still maintaining his stance like an immovable object, and hidden within the dissipating veil, the dwarf had made some kind of contact with the earth to excite it into a quake, creating a deep crater on which he stood, causing Killy to descend unwillingly along with the crashing debris. With a bit more observation, Killy would sight the monk descend along, though protected by some circular energy field against the hauling boulders and debris, something Killy felt were pebbles grazing his skin.

Within such chaos and tremor, Killy would then again feel a truck load of pressure smash onto his shoulders like he were carrying the weight of the world, a result of some immortal power, something very few knew existed, and it came from the gigantic enemy, a clear indication the real threat was not the dwarf. Luckily, he too possessed a surmountable amount of spirit wealth. Flaring up his reiatsu uncontrollably in response like in some kind of rage, he was immediately freed from the sudden burden and gained freedom to bring hell on earth, or so he thought.

Glancing through the disturbed vicinity, he would again sight the dwarf who was now bent over, probably as a result of this hulking spirit pressure, and the appearance of a man behind the bent dwarf indicated they weren't alone in their cause.

Suddenly, the upturned earth and debris had paused as though gravity had gone mad, or as though some enchanted voodoo was in play, it wasted no time smashing out towards Killy, the surrounding Hollows and Shinigami alike standing before the entrance, screeching an even louder crackle of rocks and furniture which had made their way from within the Division's hallway, threatening to end all life forms in its part. Killy would only bend over in a blocking stance to protect his body from a direct assault of rocks and dust, he knew only one person possessed such destructive force within the 8th, their Captain. Surely things were not going to be a walk in the park for anyone still in sight from here on out.

Immediately utilizing the full extent of his Shunpo once more-right after the explosion, Killy would dash towards the new threat, crouched and attentive, Zanpakutou in his right arm, he aimed to sever the right leg of the giant. Simultaneously, a second image of Killy would aim to sever his left arm, boasting the same speed and appearance as the real Killy, the giant would certainly find it difficult to comprehend his movements if he lacked proper knowledge of the speed realm. If successfully executed, the giant would lose his right leg as a result of this high speed decapitation. Still, this was not nearly all he should worry about as Killy uttered a single word upon his appearance, a popular kidou meant for restricting Hollow vermin. "Sai."
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Re: [8th Division HQ] The Warriors Sanctuary

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Post by Kira-duh-savage » Sat Nov 10, 2018 8:05 am

Things happened to be going as planned, with Killy's tanto a needle's length away from relieving the dwarfsized arrancar of a limb. Concealed and travelling at such difficult to track speed levels, the blonde shinigami believed that nothing could go wrong only for the unexpected to happen- The much larger arrancar suddenly moved reflexively, his upper body turning to the right so as to place a firmly clenched fist directly in line with Killy's face. Eyes glazed with ill intent, the giant's face gained an unsettling grin as gale force winds broke loose from the elbow of his arm, the force of that aeorokinetic discharge propelling that arm and the fist attached to it towards Killy at tremendous speeds.

Seraph's brows furrowed. He had after all been skeptic about the giant's apparent harmlessness. Realising that his doubts weren't misplaced and witnessing hypothesis become reality, he bit his lower lip, unease welling up within him. However, this mental state presented itself for an instant, with his countenance simply becoming more stern/serious than before.

Revisiting the giant arrancar's bizarre actions in a flashback, the blonde shinigami inwardly agreed to himself that a precise and perfectly timed bodily response like that could not have been created out of mere coincidence. The giant had moved in a manner akin to someone who was fully aware of Killy's presence, which by the way had been masked entirely. To be exact, that arrancar appeared to have completely pierced through the veil of bent light cloaking Killy from reiatsu perception. A feat like that should have been impossible for even the dwarfsized arrancar, who had manageable amounts of reiastu/reiatsu control, talkless of the Goliath sized brute completely impoverished of the thing. For the giant to have noticed Killy's presence it meant only one thing and the blonde shinigami shuddered at the thought of it.

"Could it b-"

Before the blonde shinigami could finish the thought notion, a deafening blast noise rang out.

Returning his focus to the present, the blonde shinigami's eyes immediately snatched view of a crimson energy beam bursting forth from the giant arrancar's knuckle just before engulfing Killy Lohr whole in a massive blood-colored radiance.

"Damn it!" He said.

He had taken his mind off the giant's fist for a second, just a second, and in that timeframe the giant had already loaded and unleashed a cero towards Killy even before his fist made contact. Had it only been a punch, he would not have been worried for his comrade. In fact, had it even been a regular cero he would not have been fazed either. Having witnessed Killy's speed in activity and its obvious superiority in contrast to the giant's, he had no reason to concern himself with the man's wellbeing. He knew very little about the lad, certainly, but a lot about Darius. The captain never did things without reason; To have urged Killy to accompany him to the 8th clearly indicated that Darius acknowledged Killy (or his prowess at least). However, that cero the giant had discharged earlier barely had a charge time. Nomal ceros were required to load for a certain period of time before being launched, the duration of this load time varying with respect to the skill (reiastu level/reiatsu control) of the Hollow in question, and yet this monster of an arrancar had almost completely ignored that charge time, in addition to the fact that- that cero's sheer density/force far exceeded anything the blonde shinigami had come across before, the energy behind it lacking neither in quality nor quality. Not even a miracle would prevent Killy from taking the full brunt of such an attack without being badly scathed. At this point the mysteries revolving around the giant's previous lack of reiastu became crystal clear as the blonde shinigami momentarily perceived the existence of an incredible pressure residing within him.

Immediately, the blonde shinigami hastened to ascertain his partner's status, scanning the immediacy of the arrancar duo for the lad's spirtual pressure. Clinging desperately to hope, he searched, expecting to get a reading on Killy and to his utter amazement he did. Minute fragments of crushed earth, produced by that cero's explosion, now crowding the distant atmosphere in a dustcloud began to recede, returning visibility. The dust settled quite fast, allowing the blonde shinigami to regain a clear view of things once more.

Sighing inwardly to himself, the blonde shinigami would wonder why he even bothered about Killy, whom at the time stood atop fissured ground, with his left arm held up in front of him, in the first place. Fixating on that arm, the blonde shinigami came to realise that much of the textile prior clothing it had been vaporized, revealing a superficially singed skin underneath. Impressive. Very impressive.

In that same instant the blonde shinigami heard something thud against the floor.

Shifting his attention to the shorter arrancar who had been the focal point of Killy's offensive zanjutsu debut, the blonde shinigami came to a sudden discovery; Despite the larger arrancar's interruption, Killy had still managed to dismember the dwarf's right arm. Cleanly bifurcating it at the level of the upper arm a few inches below the glenohumeral region(the shoulder joint). At this point, he could not help but applaud his partner even more. Expecting the dwarf to wail in utter agony over losing a limb, the blonde shinigami prepared to relish in such a sight. However, much to his utter amazement, the dwarf endured the dismemberment with apparent ease, barely flinching.

He was just about to commend the dwarf's seemingly enhanced endurance before yet another occurrence caught him off guard- the dwarf opted to amass reiastu just before breaking free of the binding spell whose influence he had been placed under, shattering all the rods of light embedded into his midsection at once. Had the dwarf possessed reiastu matching his, the blonde shinigami could have fathomed such an instant break out. No, even using reiastu alone, such a break out would not have been farfetched but the instance before his very eyes defied logic. That the dwarf had relieved himself of a rikujokoro spell casted near full power wasn't the issue: The real problem here was that his physical strength had contributed enormously to the success of that instant break out.

Monsters. The whole lot of them. But he himself was... a monster.


Scarlet bodily fluids sprayed finely from the dwarf's armless right shoulder area, daubing the right half of his snow white garb red, while, simultaneously, dribbling downwards to splosh against the ground in patches of viscous lifeblood, garnished with shards of mangled flesh and bony fragments. Limb loss naturally attracted profuse bloodletting, which, in turn, incited the emergence of anemia. Sooner or later the dwarf was bound to lose consciousness, regardless his unbelievable capacity to deny pain. It was only a matter of time.

Apparently the now one-armed arrancar had erected a full-bodied barrier of some sorts in hopes of shielding himself from harm, should he be attacked. Quite commendable sharp thinking.
But unfortunately for him his assailant had struck at a speed level more fast than anticipated, severing his right arm a split second before a unique shroud of spiritual energy seeped through his skin pores and hugged his body tight.

Perhaps, driven by cowardice or a rational dread for Killy, the dwarf instinctively extended the reach of that bizarre barrier. Pushing it to spread outwards from his body over a few feet. And as that energy field stretched further from him, the superficial layers of flooring in its path of expansion began to erode away at a gradual pace; Incinerating into dust. To think that hollows were be able to do stuff like this.

All of a sudden the dwarf half crouched, the fingers of his sole hand curling subsequently into a fist. Arm drawn backwards, that fist pounded down. With the entire ordeal, from the dwarf's knuckle cracking at their joints to the delivery of that punch, occurring in blurred motion.

Instantaneously, a massive explosion of raw, brute kinetic force broke out in a collision between reiastu-charged fist and solid ground. Inciting an even greater resonance than that of the larger arrancar's earlier fired cero as a testament to the immensity of the destructive might behind that seemingly casual punch.

Cursing inwardly to himself for allowing the one-armed arrancar freedom of movement even after he had escaped Rikujokoro's binding, Seraph frowned, as a series of cracks begin to spread outwards from the point of contact between the dwarf's knuckle and ground below in a spiderweblike fashion, which caused him to envision the foundation of the 8th division's main building disassembling explosively such that the entirety of the magnificent edifice mounted on it collapsed inwards on itself. Swallowed completely by mother earth.

However, that mental image perished immediately, proving itself erroneous as despite its shuddering base that building retained its footing. Though, prior to which the blonde shinigami's reiastu sense captured a powerful reiatsu signature that was previously mute within the 8th's main building.

Based on conjecture alone, the blonde shinigami believed that the 8th division's main building had been defended from collapse by the 8th division's captain, or at least someone else of equal strength, who had probably casted a kido spell of some sorts to quell the agitated tectonic plates underlying that main building.

Seraph sharply recollected his focus. Then restructured his thoughts to account for every single thing that had transpired before his person.

Of the arrancar duo, the shorter one possessed greater levels of physical conditioning. Yet in spite of this, the blonde shinigami did not believe that the dwarf's durability was close to being nearly as astonishing Killy's due to the glaring evidence which was his current handicap. Killy had after all, without difficulty whatsoever, severed one of his limbs using a casual swordslash and he did not even need to infuse his zanpakuto with reiastu to do so. Inclusively, the dwarf did resort to enshrouding himself in a peculiar, high-temperature energy field at some point, which spoke plenty of his unwavering confidence in his base durability. Seraph could not deduce with utmost exactness the full extents of the dwarf's durability, but he was certain of one thing- it (The dwarf's durability) paled largely in comparison to his.

The larger arrancar, on the other hand, posed an even greater threat than his subordinate, having completely suppressed his spiritual fingerprint from the likes of the blonde shinigami's adept awareness. And in so doing he had blundered. What was the point of concealing his reiastu if he was just going to blow his cover over an attack aimed at someone else. They were arrancars, vile, arrogant, ruthless beings, were they not? So why had he acted in defense of his subordinate. Perhaps these hollows were neither as nefarious as their appearances claimed nor as inhumane as the tales of their notorious exploits would lead one to believe. And perhaps the bigger, brute looking arrancar was not that intelligent after all.

Notwithstanding: The instant that dwarf slammed his fist into the ground with enough force to not just threaten the structural integrity of the 8th's main building but also propagate seismic tremors over several metres, the blonde shinigami grasped how much of a hindrance such a being could pose to their cause if left unchecked. So he attempted to utilize another bakudo spell.

However... following the formation of that thought notion, and a moment shortly after the dwarf's punch connected with the ground, boundless amounts of spiritual momentum heavy with an oceanic weight broke loose, erupting seemingly out of nowhere.

But the blonde shinigami knew all too well where such immense spirtual pressure had crept out from.

Recognising it to have belonged to the giant arrancar himself, Seraph, not surprised in the least by the sudden release gestured in thought. Willing the dam prior keeping his spiritual essence at bay to crumble at once in a bid to instantaneously flashflood his surroundings with tidal amounts of spiritual pressure himself. Though not enough to put the giant arrancar's to shame, the blonde shinigami's counter release should have possessed sufficient pushback force to impede the advance of the giant's. Considerably diminishing its potency and efficacy.

Considering all the things the blonde shinigami had been anticipating up to this point, the eventuality of the giant exerting his spiritual pressure in full force sat at the very apex of that list.

Probing into a dustcloud roused into the air following the impact of the currently one-armed arrancar's punch, the blonde shinigami confirmed that Killy had offered a similar response. Though, he could not say the same for the Dwarf who had instead dropped knee first to the ground in seeming reverence of his superior.

With the energy field from before nudged into inactivation by the force of the larger arrancar's release, in addition to its crushing weight against his back, the dwarf had become almost (if not completely) defensively nude: A window of opportunity ripe for exploitation.

Coincidentally or not, in that exact moment,
the Vice captain materialized behind the white haired arrancar as if he was a phantom that came from the nether world. He slashed swiftly with his blade aiming at the arrancar’s left rib
another joined the fray.

Completely disregarding this newly arrived, Seraph spoke, commanding the void, with an authority bestowed him by a kido mastery.

"Bakudo #9, Geki."
A red energy borne from thin air in the dwarf's immediacy would instantaneously attempt to engulf his body whole.
Should all things be equal the blonde shinigami would continue immediately.

"Bakudo #62, Hyapporankan."
Hundreds of blue-white glowing rods of energy would shoot forwards omnidirectionally and collectively from the aerial space to which the dwarf personally belonged. Threatening to impale the one-armed arrancar's body at varying points so as to pin him against the ground on which he knelt.
"Bakudo #63, Sajo Sabaku."
Even before Hyapporankan contacted the dwarf's body, golden hued tendrils would jut forth from the region of ground an inch next to his legs. Bidding to wrap themselves with immense vehemnce around the dwarf's ankles first. Then the, calves, knees, torso and subsequently, remnant portions of his upper body at a rapid pace.
The blonde shinigami would then extend his dominant hand forward. While allowing his reiastu to skyrocket, he would clench that hand into a fist just before opting to use Kojutsu Eisho.
Beginning with Sajo Sabaku.
Kōjutsu Eishō (後述詠唱, Spoken-After Incantation)[12]: A class of Kidō Incantation where the incantation is recited after initiating the spell in order to power it up.
"Let us test that durability of yours against immense crushing binding force, shall we?"
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