Kaiyo stared blankly at the hollow/snake/lizard man release his sword; raising her arm to cover her face from the flying green reiatsu Kaiyo looked back over at the white bone slcaes that covered the lizard man. A moment of silence passed after the hollow had jeered, ‘‘This is my true form you worms, now prepare to die!’’.

Her knees went weak as Kaiyo fell down in uncontrollable laughter, tears streaming from her eyes at the white scales that covered the rather lanky hollow. 'How do you plan to kill us with your ugly white scales and slobbering fangs?!' she cryed through her laughter. Taking a while to compose herself fully Kaiyo got back to her feet and wiped her eyes. Still giggling slightly she asked, 'Okay but i really need to know your name ugly- white- scale- hollow' Kaiyo's voice came out with complete sincerity, shown only in juxtaposition to her brutal fighting style.

Releasing a deep breath of air Kaiyo titled her head sideways at the hollow; turning casually to Kajitora and grinning, 'We can still take him'. Not even bothering to turn back to her opponent Kaiyo flash stepped to behind him; her Zanpaktou glowing brightly with anticipation as she swung her sword across her body and followed through with a few jabs and kicks at the hollow; being careful not let his fang juice drip on her Kaiyo leapt backwards and started to increase her reiatsu; flowing it steadily around her body as her headband began to shake and her Zanpaktou continued to glow even bright.

Blinding illimation sprayed from Kaiyo's blade; Tenrai Zenpyou desperately needed to release it's full power, and the only thing standing in it's way was Kaiyo and even she was getting closer to releasing it.

Kajitora was impressed to actually be seeing an arrancar-level hollow’s released form. He hung on every word that the hollow said, as he stored the information he had retrieved by watching the hollow take on both his and Kaiyo’s simultaneous attacks. He had watched the hollow use his release to block one of the attacks, and in watching it-Kajitora now knew that it was possible with the right timing. Why wouldn’t he be able to do the same thing? As Kajitora was entranced by the Hollow’s release form, he heard Kaiyo’s laughter pierce through the darkness. The trance was broken as he saw the smile on Kaiyo’s face and his smile returned. With Kajitora’s 10 year old brain, the laughter was highly contagious and he couldn’t help himself from busting out in laughter with Kaiyo.

Kajitora wasn’t delusional about what he had just witnessed but his pride as an 11th squad member wouldn’t allow him to release his zanpakutou just yet. He had read about one of the former Kenpachis that had loathed the use of zanpakutou abilities in battle and shamed it for any squad 11 member during his time as captain. Kajitora thought that was kind of old fashioned, but he agreed with to an extent-as battle experts, it should be their last line of defense.

Kajitora stopped laughing as Kaiyo disappeared; regaining his composure he readied his sword and began to pump his spiritual power from his body as strongly as he could. He focused on his core, his center, the place he felt his spiritual energy emanated from. He could feel it there, lying dormant. He willed it to grow and reach its potential, which made it pour from his body as it was engulfed by his power. He gripped his sword the moment after and then shunpo’d at the Hollow full speed, and full power. He wanted to show the Hollow how a samurai fought with a sword, and that was exactly what he was going to do. Once he was upon the Hollow, his first strike was a feint but he immediately followed it with a full strength downward blow to the Hollow’s shoulder of his sword wielding hand.

(Fighting skill here)

Shikyo descended from the sky, landing gracefully on the ground as he stared at his fallen opponent. "You'll have to do better than that." Kuroi spat as the arrancar lifted itself off from the dirt and turned to face the shinigami, unaware of the previous release Shikyo performed on his Zanpakuto. Charging at the cloaked figure, Kuroi launched into a barrage of attacks from all four fists. Shikyo neatly dodged the first blow and quickly brought his blade in front of his face to block the attack from a second fist, but couldn't move fast enough to maneuver out of the grab performed by the third. "Got ya!" Kuroi announced as he closed all four arms around Shikyo, attempting to squeeze the life out of him as he laughed manically.

Building his reiatsu as it flowed through his body, Shikyo knew exactly what he needed to do, "From my skin I release the porcupine's spines. Inject the target. Way of Destruction #12: Needle Release!" As he said this the golden energy exploded from his body as hundreds of spikes emerged from his appendages, stabbing the arrancar as Kuroi yelped in pain, releasing Shikyo as it leapt back a few feet.

Spinning his blade, Shikyo charged forward, channeling his spiritual pressure through his feet as he executed a shunpo and aimed two strikes for the arrancar's bottom two arms. Appearing behind his enemy as he breathed a slow sigh of relief he turned just in time to see the appendages fall to the ground as Kuroi fell to the ground, the pain of losing his arms to much to merely brush off.

Leaping in the air as he landed on the arrancar's back, Shikyo performed one more strike, decapitating his opponent and sealing the blade back into its emerald casing as the lifeless arrancar's body fell to the ground.

Sensing the increasing spiritual pressure of a much larger battle going on on the other side of the city, Shikyo shunpo'ed to the top of the nearest building, leaping from rooftop to rooftop as he made his way toward the massive gathering of reiatsu.

Jin watched as the rabid beast swatted away his daggers like flies, a small hint of satisfaction coming to him as one perforated the hollow’s lower torso quickly followed by another piecing his shoulder, but he had no time too allow himself any satisfaction this enemy would not wait for him to make his move.

As if reading his thought’s yummei was suddenly before Jin moments after giving Jin possibly the sickest attempt at a grin he’d ever witnessed his opponents bulky figure easily overshadowing his own, without warning two kicks lashed out Jin was able too reduce the impact of the first with his defensive ring of shards but not completely nullifying it as he felt the wind knocked from his lungs. The second kick his him square in the gut goblets of blood spewing from his mouth as his internal organs were pulverised by the pounding. Jin looked up just in time too witness a wall of fist flying towards his face, throwing his head back he was able too let the punch graze past his chin barely skimming his head shortly followed by another from the right this time knocking his head sharply too his left in a skull shattering impact. Jins brain felt as though it was just floating around in the bruised and dented cavity that was his skull, unable too regain his balance he staggered backward his arms hung by his sides only to be sent flying into the air by the hammering of and uppercut a horrible crunching noise signalled the cracking of his jawbone as the swing flung him skyward. HE flew backward the images before his eyes a swimming blur, as he hit the ground with a heavy thud the shard littering the air of the battlefield dropped to the floor, Jin to disorientated to manipulate them any longer, he lay on the bed of rubble that made up his landing trying too gather his thoughts into his next move.

Sal was engrossed in the blindingly fast gore filled melee before him, so much so that everything else around him had become nothing but black and white against the vibrant and beautiful display of combat between the Shinigami and the Hollow. His Katana trembled, its edge sparking against the air, Claidheamh Mor was enjoying the show as well.

If the injured woman had spoken, hell if she had died, he wouldn't have noticed it. No, he had eyes only for battle now, his senses fully attuned to the rhythm and flow of life's most deadliest dance. It played out before him with shocking brutality, the Shinigami was grossly outclassed by this foe, and Sal thought, as the last blow fell and the Soul Reaper crashed to the ground unmoving, that this may be the blaze of glory people spoke about. One momentous battle where the odds are stacked so high that all you can do is risk it all.

The fallen Shinigami failed to move and just by looking at that malicious face of the Hollow he knew that mercy wasn't within his capacity. He made a decision, like there was even a choice, to intervene.

Sal Flash stepped in front of Jin and with a grin as manic and twistedly happy as the Hollow he bored a stare into the Demon. He held his blood encrusted Zanpakuto loosely in his right hand and the other rose up, palm facing upwards, fingers curling toward the Hollow and gave the universal sign for 'come get some bitch' by opening and closing his hand while keeping his fingers close together and as straight as possible.

There were no other words required. Both of them knew the score.

ooc: so i'm finally joining in the story. hoo boy, here goes if you don't mind sal, i'll appear near you, since i haven't rp'd with you IC yet

Ryouta appeared behind a little wreckage that was obviously a result of the battle going on around him. "Dono yo mendou, mendou (how troublesome). They're sending out 2nd squad members to fight in a pitched battle," Ryouta rubbed the back of his head reluctantly. "What a pain." He looked around the battlefield to see if any group in particular needed his assistance. "Huh. Is that Jin over there?" Ryouta winced as he saw Jin get punched and thrown back. "Ouch." Then he saw someone he did not know flash step in front of Jin and prepare to defend him. "Interesting. Bakudo no Nijuroku: Kyakko."

Ryouta became invisible, and then flash stepped to their general position, though he stayed several feet away, hidden and with his reiatsu pushed down to a minimal point to avoid detection.

OOC: Short and sweet. Oh just a Ps to kaiyo and kajitora, I’m not npc’ing Vibora for you’z anymore. Maybe sal is I’m not sure. Oh and this might be worth a point to fighting skill but i doubt it so no bother there.

IC: His rain of blows connected one after the other, smashing in to the shinigami before him. It all culminated in the poor fellow being flung to the ground before him, he could feel the muscles of his cheek widen into a malicious grin as his body stepped forward to finish the fool of.

…Cuaght mid step by a surprise movement at the corner of his eye, before he could even blink standing before him was another one of these shinigami…. At least he assumed It was a shinigami. He had a fuck of sword and that was really all the evidence Yummei needed.

‘‘Do you fuckers never give over? How many of you will I have dealt with now? Ack, no matter; another skull to crush will make no difference in the long run.’’

Clicking his neck he rolled his shoulders and flashed his signature grin before launching himself into a flurry of movement.

Springing upwards he came in first with a kick from the left aiming towards the man’s shoulder, shortly followed by a right jab and a nice little uppercut from the left. Finished of by a low sweep of the legs which picked up a mountain of dust as it swept along the ground.

All of his moves blocked simply by small movements of the massive sword that this muscle bound brute wielded with a frightful ease. And his last kick nimbly hopped over, licking his lips he realized that this guy as good. How good, well that was the question wasn’t it?

Pushing backwards with his legs he made a little space in between them, and raised his hand compressing his reiatsu and forming a cero in his palm. Before he let loose with he decided he would have to have a go and throw a jibe at this punk.

‘‘Nighty night sweet heart, save me a seat in hell asshole.’’ And then he let it loose, his red ball of death burst forth from his palm towards the stranger he called emeny.

ooc: ok sal, i changed my mind/i'm bored, so i've decided i'll step in now


Cero? I should do something about that.
"A flash of lightning, the sound of drops, falling among the bamboos. Raikou Arashi." Ryouta's blades extended to become hook swords- he flash stepped in front of the Cero and uttered, "Todoroke!" He solidified air and formed a sort of spear/shield in an attempt to instead of trying to take the Cero full force. It worked for the most part, and the Cero split on either side of him, though by a very tight margin. He could feel the tips of the hairs on his arms were more than a little singed; and it also looked like he had some abrasions on his arms.

He used the intense ending light of the Cero to (hopefully) escape attention as he flash stepped up (also, Ryouta is now visible). Hopefully he could take this Hollow down Onmitsukido style: without him even noticing. Ryouta flash stepped in on the Hollow's left side and brought his right blade down towards the Hollow's neck.

(ooc: Kidou please)

“You OK Mrs.?” asked a far off voice. She hardly knew how to answer the question. She felt very... underwater. None of her senses were relaying information properly. She was barely aware of her surroundings at all, but one thing alone did she grasp. She had failed in her mission.

Then consciousness broke the surface, and she became fully aware again. Pain danced down every nerve, blood oozed out of multiple cuts, and her bones rattled together like branches in the breeze. And she did not care. One thing alone had importance; one thing grasped her mind and drove every other element to the background.

She was no longer alone.

The Hollow who had broken the peace of the Seireitei for the purpose of stealing the little sphere was dancing again for other Shinigami... or, perhaps not a shinigami? Did it matter? He was fighting the insectoid hollow, and that was enough.

“Kill him... Kill Him... KILL HIM!” she shrieked in a slightly demented state, as she pulled herself up on her knees, Kosumosu clutched in one hand. Not content to just watch from the sidelines, she pulled together her Reiatsu in a jittery ball within herself and cast a Hado #4 at the back of the wickedly elusive creature whose very presence taunted her. White fire lashed out with a violent crack like the breaking of a thunderstorm. The lightening bucked against her hands as she forced it forward with every ounce of her hatred and humiliation. All the pain he’d inflicted on her seemed to writhe within the confined of the spell to give it power she’d never mustered before with that spell, and leap out to cause him like pain. But she was only truly conscious of only one thing... the desperate desire to annihilate him utterly.

((OOC:
+1 Kidou and +1 fighting Shikyo
+1 spirit power kajitora
+1 fighting skill Xavier
+1 Kidou Elven))

Ooc: Not 100% sure what all has happened yet, but I'll just watch for a little bit.

Ic:

Legion had been led here by the undeniable calamity that seemed to align itself with the undeniable spiritual energy that seemed to crowd around this area. Naturally this piqued the unique hollow's interest; so much so that he abandoned his current errands to be drawn to this location. Hidden, he cautiously peered out from the darkness, carefully analyzing the chaos and mayhem that had already taken place.

"Well what have we here?" Legion mumbled to himself as he slowly appeared behind some of the tattered wreckage that was strewn about. Though he had been drawn here due to the obvious disturbance caused by the conflict, he decided to keep a low key for the moment, until he could decipher exactly what was taking place here. Obviously it was a conflict between the shikigami and the hollow, but being that he had not technically selected a side in this war, he thought it better to hold back and wait to see what ensued.

While he observed, he made sure to take note of all the participants that had already made their way here. An interesting lot to be sure, but he was eager to see exactly what all these individuals could do. Each seemed to hold their own unique spiritual pressure; only further spurring his curiosity to find out exactly what abilities they possessed. Perhaps with time, he would find out...