"Slow to act, and but still he acted. Of course the response time will need to be increased dramatically for anything to be meaningful..."
Solus thought as the pale green light surrounded Naxel. Fortunately the nature of the attack allows them to intercept the new comer's attempt at a stealth assault. Though, even if not for the flames, the attack would likely have failed. To use a reiatsu based attack, when the element of surprise as the intent was a fool's errand. Spiritual energy had a way with loudly announcing itself whenever manifested, leaving all but spiritually inept able to detect them. Not to mention the heat of the flames would have been a dead give away. In essence, the makings of a ill-planned assault, executed by an ill-trained assassin.
For the moment, however, Solus opted to ignore the would be attacker. Instead to chose to address the Captain of the Second. Still, there was a bit of business left unfinished. However before attending to those matters, Solus turned to face the newcomer.
"Captain, perhaps you have failed to realize it, but the difference between you and us is the simple fact that you are too permissive. You allowed us to unleash our power. While we made no haste in attacking, your response to the threat was far slower than it should have been. Worse, it was light. You aimed to shield yourself from the fires rather than to contain the burst of flames around us. Your priority should be the surrounding area and limiting any potential damage to the structure. Allies could be caught in the collateral and suffer for it. If you are to protect this place you must do better..."
As the Captain spoke, the arms at Solus' 3, 6, and 9 o'clock positions began drifting towards then outer edges of the room. As they did, they grew increasingly larger And odd behavior, but to the well trained individual, Solus was preempting further conflict and had sent out physical barriers to keep potential structural damage to a minimum. Keeping in line with their own advice. It was clear Solus had been in this situation many times.
"..And so, this you must know. We became Captain because we are not as leniant as you and the dead who came before you are. Any and all threats are confronted with extreme hostility the instant the potential threat becomes apparent, and even before then we do not allow ourselves to be complacent. Our methods here today were merely to expose the same flaws that lead us here. Our forces were slow to act, and the few that did, acted too softy. Much like you..."
The final arm then began to drift to into a position directly behind Solus. Once there it grew to a size just large enough to cover the entirety of their back. From there, Solus continued to speak, however in doing so their eyes fixated on the man in front to them. Unlike the Captain who faced their visual scrutiny before him, Solus' new inspection was a lot stricter. Rather than assessing the individual's apparent aspects they also considered the surroundings and the distances between themselves and the entity as well as the man's level of power.
Deriving a general sense of strength based on the attack he unleashed moments ago Solus deduced that he was within the 7th-5th seated range. From there, the many battles and encounters Solus had considered had all jumped into mind. The various strengths and weakness of the multitude of individuals in that strength range has all be cross-references and evaluated carefully. From there, they were not only able to create a general picture of the potential harm the man could do, but could also visualize the man's capabilities...to an extent. The Captain was well aware of the margin of error associated with their method and understood quite well that the man could potentially exceed their expectations. Even still, they made a very thorough effort to assess the situation, despite how understated that effort was.
"As a Captain, our duty is to suppress, disrupt, or otherwise eliminate any and all hostile entities as swiftly as possible. So far we have been one of very few to live up to that task. When chosen by Central 46, we specifically, were entrusted with two tasks. The first was to become a weapon a living weapon Gotei. Our violent past and lack of the inhibitions most others posses resulted in our recognition as a valuable war asset. In the face of impending danger, this assessment was correct."
By now Solus bent down to assume and all fours position. An unorthodox stance in all meanings for the word, and then taken to an extreme, but Solus had trained themselves to make effective and deadly use of if despite its awkward and uncomfortable appearance.
"As does a blade, anything in front of us would be stricken down without mercy and with extreme prejudice..."
When not initially taken aback, those who knew Solus knew one thing about this particular stance. What followed could be described as an overwhelming and unrelenting force when understated. Like an animal set into a frenzy, so too would was Solus' intent to rid themselves of the disturbance by any means necessary, and no amount of force was considered excessive with this singular goal in mind. As it was to an animal, it was much the same in Solus mind, a bother had made its presence known and it could not be allowed to persist.
"The second was raise others who would too serve as weapons of Gotei by any means necessary, those who could not become as much were removed in much the same way as our enemies were. A warrior without means to fight is of no use as a warrior. Central 46 recognized this truth."
Now, Solus only waited. Not for their potential opponent to make a move, but rather for the barrier Naxel erected to dissipate.
"Hundreds of inadaquate souls were slain by these very hand. In much the same manner as the rejects unfit for the Twelfths experiments, the weak before us tossed aside like the dirt they were. The ones that trived, that proved themselves were the only ones allowed reside in the House of the Seventh. Each and every one of them a monster beyond your ability to comprehend, all with one and only only focus: Protect, or die miserably in failure."
Small flames began to manifest from the Captain's hands and feet and licked at them anxiously. Like a starved lion they too starved and lusted for blood. Unfortunately the man before Solus was the target of interest for the Captain's primitive and savage instincts. It was an odd side-effect of the relation Solus shared with Zetsriel's. As a conduit for the Captain powers, she could easily exaggerate Solus' natural abilities. The same concept held equally true for the Captain's mind as emotions were also exaggerated and emboldened by her influence. Fortunately, they had not been provoked enough that maintaining some level of control was still possible for them, but even then that didn't count for much.
"Regrettably we alone could not ensure the safety of two entrie civilizations, nor could we alone pick up the slack of the others...they inevitably perished in the endeavor. We are proud, however, which is something that isn't said lightly."
"You may call us savage, a brute, even a monster for our extremism, but by all means do so. We will revel in it. But mistake us not for the mongrel you would see us as. Inability to peer beyond the surface is a fault like the others that will kill you and cost lives that cannot that we cannot afford to lose...again."
The hand behind Solus now pointed at Naxel.
"If you ever hope to accomplish anything in absolutes, to surely see this place thrive and survive you will have to become a bigger monster than those that seek to tear you down. Understand that we live in a world of predators, and in a world of predators it is the biggest and most fit that live to see the next era. Even if that means bearing the bearing the burden of watching the old one die."
Solus' eyes lit up with primal excitement. It was clear that their limits were slowly being reached, but the Captain had little intent to act alone. While the newly arrive Shinigami wasn't much of match for them with all things considered, Solus would still require some effort to properly subdue him. Unfortunately a drawn out battle meant greater risk for more notable amount of damage. With Naxel being able to enter the fray the two Captains could more easily suppress the threat and more drastically reduce the collateral damage. This was the ultimate result of their assessment.
The Captain hoped Naxel would catch on to their slight delay and reluctance to just simply make their vicious effort to blow the newcomer away with an all out attack. Despite their better judgment, and contradiction to their previous statements, the delay had its merits. There were times when holding back was equally valid as a fierce but rapid response. This was one of those times.
It was a radical and unorthodox method of teaching that Solus best student's who eventually became Captains took to quite well. Though much about Solus was exaggerated, and blatant, and equal amount was understated and subtle. It was these obscure truths that betrayed the image the Captain tried so hard to project. There was very much a method to the insanity, and very much order hidden among the chaos.
They meant well, however their harsh upbringing made conveying that in most effective manner effectively impossible for them. Yet, those that understood the truth of their words and actions, and Solus' truth as a being gained from it. It was those individuals that understood that the feral Captain's only desire was for everyone to act with the urgency and caution that this world demanded in its truth. To light the fire beneath the backsides of each and every individual they encountered. Holding back and being too merciful in a world bathed in war was where a warrior failed. The blades they were all given were not the tools of a pacifist nor the tools of passive response. Each and everyone one of them would have to and needed to kill if and when necessary, a truth too few recognized or even lived by.
Solus differed from many as their very existence came at the cost of another's. That much remained true in the conflicts against the Quincy and the Arrancar. It was either them or us, kill or be killed in the simplest terms. That much held true. When the war came, those who extinguished their enemies lived longer. Those who didn't succumbed to the nature of conflict. Sometimes living meant another had to die.