The long night [Tsukuyomi]

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Standing upon the roof of the shake that had been empty since the beginning of the clash between the both of them was Tsukuyomi, who was puzzled. He didn't understand why the battle hadn't continued now with Yishnir standing in for him. It made some sense if she was hoping to receive further reinforcements in the near future. That wasn't likely to happen though. It was a minor miracle that Yishnir had even arrived to aid him.

The chances of another Shinigami of significant prowess arriving was next to zero. Not to mention that based on everything that he had seen this Arrancar would be able to match a Captain. His true might was still a mystery yet he was sure that it would be enough to not only wipe out the district, but potentially both of them whether they faced off against him together or not. They had little chance of surviving yet . . . he would do everything to win.

It wasn't long before the Arrancar diverted his attention back onto Tsukuyomi. "You may not have broken your word yet you did not fight entirely with honor either. You may not be a scoundrel, but you are no knight." At this point Tsukuyomi was done listening to both the Arrancar and Yishnir speak low of him. It was enough that his arm was nearly severed yet now his emotions were charged in ways that just pushed his resolve and training to continue.

Now the Arrancar remarked to the additional moons that had been crafted from Mikoto. Actually looking at Tsukuyomi would start to get difficult as seven moons rotated around his form each the size of a basketball. "I have no intention of intruding upon this next phase of battle between the two of you. I was defeated as a swordsman yet I still live. Should you defeat her we'll simply continue. I don't believe someone such as yourself has to worry about me getting ready after the wound you've inflicted."

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

God smart alecs were annoying. Kinda like that kid who says "it's tomorrow" after midnight rolls around. You may be right, but fuck you. That was the vibe she got off this guy. "If you wanna try to turn my own words on me you might wanna quote me properly, I said I'm a bitch, not to call bitch. I've been called worse, but the way you think you're being smart and clever about it makes it borderline unbearable to listen to," she commented condescendingly. "If you really need a name it's Yetsuna. Now who the hell are you?" she asked back.

When the arrancar feigned insult at her implication that he was going to cheat she would comment flatly, "You exist, I think that's more than enough reason for most anyone not to trust you. Though for what it's worth," her tone shifted to mockingly warm, "It not you per se, it's more your race, though please feel free to take it personally. As for the ground around us? Call that my insurance policy against you cheating. I won't say what it does just yet because that would ruin the surprise, but if you play nice nothing'll happen." As she finished talking she felt Tsu start to do something behind her, she was about to address him, but the creature beat her to it, "Ah, see you do play dirty, and you wondered why I don't trust you," she mocked.

Turning to the wounded shinigami she give him a nice smile, a real one, not a mocking one, in an effort to be nice. She could hear the edge in his voice, seemed like he was taking her boasting about being tougher than him personally, not that she could blame him, she'd likely be getting spun up a bit too if someone was doing it in front of her, "Sorry to say, but I don't intended to give you another chance with him. If you fought him now you'd certainly end up dead and we can't have that, good vice captains are hard to come by, you know that. Sit back and try to relax, I'll take you to squad 4 after." She figured her words might seem a bit patronizing, but she knew her tone would convey that she meant well by her words.

Turning back to the arrancar she'd also give him a smile, though this one WAS mocking, "So, not that I'm in any rush here, but what cha stallin for? You must feel fairly confident that you can either take me down fast, which won't happen, or you don't think anyone else is coming, not that they need to. Generally, I'd poke fun saying that you just wanna talk to a pretty girl, though I think we both know you're interest in me is only as dinner, and not in the fun way, and you don't seem the type to just shot the breeze so what's the end game huh?" she asked.

She had some hunches, maybe he was recouping a bit after his bout with Tsu, though he didn't seem overly winded. Maybe he was trying to pry some kind of info out of her to get a leg up or find something about the gotei, though if that was the case he wasn't staying on topic much and was doing a really bad job. She didn't mind the stall, more time for people to clear out and time for the reinforcements to organize and plan. Down side was listening to this motherfucker was almost agonizingly boring and painful. Small price to pay though for the trade off right?

[Col Arana]

Col held a smirk at Yetsuna's declaration regarding him turning her words against her. "I apologize but respect is earned, Shinigami." He replied. "As are names. Names are to be held by people of significance. You are beneath having a name. So feel free to come up with your own little nickname, insect and I will entertain the possibility of using it." Col said to her. Tsukuyomi would perhaps be getting insight into how much Col actually respected and liked him, when contrasted with how the arrancar had approached him, and how he approached Yetsuna. "If you find it so intolerable, you are welcome to leave, or try to silence me. Whichever you like." Col added coolly. "As for me? No one of importance." He stated calmly. "I was once, but that was some time ago. Now I'm nothing more than a simple arrancar trying to eek out his existence. An existence that happens to require me to devour souls on occasion, distasteful as it may be." He replied. "At the present time I have little interest in threatening Soul Society directly. All I'm looking for is a filling meal tonight, and I see that two have presented themselves before me. Well. No. Only one. Tsukuyomi Kawada has expressed a determined distaste for me devouring him, and I have chosen to respect his wishes." For all Tsukuyomi may have mistrusted Col, the arrancar was keeping all details about what Tsukuyomi was under wraps. "You are not quite so fortunate." He informed Yetsuna. "Take heart that you'll at least find some value in your life, that your sacrifice will likely preserve the life of your better. Only one needs to die tonight." He said, and gave a coy smirk. "And yes, yes, I'm certain you're convinced that will be me. I encourage you to try." He stated politely as usual, yet still, everytime he spoke to Yetsuna, he spoke in a condescending tone despite his civility.

Tsukuyomi called Col out, declaring on his lack of honor and Col looked to him. "Do you mean my little trick with my plasma blade?" Col spun the weapon in one hand lightly. "Well, if it encourages you at all, it's not my only hidden weapon. I have a total of five others concealed on my person as we speak. Better?" Col asked Tsukuyomi, as he deactivated his first plasma blade and, with a subtle flick of his wrist, the weapon disappeared back up his sleeve, allowing the arrancar to place both hands on his Zanpakuto. Though Col was capable of wielding his sword single handed, it was a weapon built and balanced for two handed fighting. Tsukuyomi insisted he had no interest in intruding, but Col interjected. "If you are so insistent that you will not interject, then there is no need for you to have your Zanpakuto active, is there? Let alone have an active ability running." He stated. "I don't intend to hold you hostage, or attack you until my business with this one--" He indicated Yetsuna. "--is concluded. So there should be no reason for you to feel the need to defend yourself. So I fail to see any reason you would have any need of your released weapon at this time." Col stated calmly, as if he were still in complete control of the situation.

Yetsuna's further comments, perhaps designed to nettle him only caused Col to give her a condescending smile. "Ah. I see. So you discriminate against me on my race alone? How lovely to see that Soul Society has not changed its attitudes in so very long. The Human world endlessly progresses, towards such a brilliant and bright future, whilst your little world wallows in squalor. A shame." He noted. Yetsuna's comment about the ground being an insurance policy didn't bother Col, and yet he was inclined to remove any advantage of Yetsuna's that she might claim. "Unnecessary, I assure you. I can tell from your stance, and your composure that either you are very talented at deceit, or you would be considered lucky to be qualified as half the duelist that Tsukuyomi is." Col stated lazily. "Unless you don't believe you're capable of fighting me without a handicap. A shame. Your comrade needed none to try to face me. Is it customary for you to only engage in battle when you have deliberately arranged favorable terms for yourself?" He inquired mockingly.

Yetsuna shot a line at Tsukuyomi and Col interjected on the Nakabakki's behalf. "If Tsukuyomi wishes to withdraw, that is his perogative, and one I will respect. I would not allow the likes of you to intercede on his behalf if he did not. What you allow comes entirely second to what I do." Col stated. "We may be in your territory. But you have chosen to enter my world." Col informed her. Yetsuna asked Col what he was stalling for, and he smirked. "Oh, I'm afraid my duel with Tsukuyomi Kawada has worn me out immensely, and I need several minutes to catch my breath." He replied idly. A lie. While Tsukuyomi's constant use of step techniques and greater speed had indeed pressured Col and winded him lightly, he had already fully recovered, and was ready. No, he was simply waiting to continually frustrate Yetsuna into making the first move herself, so Col could have a better accounting of her abilities. So that he could strike her down in a single strike.

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna visibly rolled her eyes as the arrancar began to talk about respect being earned, christ he was one of those types. As she half listened to him prattle on, once more using WAY more words then necessary to get his point across, she found her urge to just deck him rising, and fast too. He just had an arrogance about him that annoyed the hell out of her. Granted she was arrogant herself, but she was more boisterous in hers, even with enemies, this guy felt like he thought himself superior. As her annoyance grew she kept herself in check despite her urges, the more time he yapped, the more time for people to get out, all she needed to do was buy another few minutes and she could smack him around all she wanted.

"Honestly I don't care what you call me because you won't be able to say anything in a few minutes after I ram this sword down your throat," she replied flatly, her voice betraying some of her annoyance. "The only one dying her tonight is you and I'm fairly certain you know it with how much you've been stalling our fight. For all this smug superiority of yours you seem awfully scared to make the first move. If you were as good as you think are you would have attacked me and ended the fight already. So either attack me me or drop the "I'm better than you bit"."

The redhead made a mental tick when he said he 5 more hidden weapons hidden around him, her money was that there was another on his other wrist, one and each leg, the other two though, those she wasn't so sure about, not that that fact concerned her horribly. In his mind he was keeping to the deal if he used them because they were blades, though to her, that was a violation of the agreement. "If you wanna do this with swords, we do this with swords, no hidden weapon bullshit," she challenged him, "Not unless you want me to play that game too, and I promise, I have a LOT more blades then you do." Yeah, if this dude wanted to play chicken, he was gonna learn fast that she doesn't back down.

As conversation continued to her racist remarks the arrancar made more cocky remarks, "Views on creatures that eat innocent people aren't the kind that tend to need evolving. You're an monster, all arrancar are, you're not better than a hollow just because you have a few more brain cells to rub together," she shot back flatly in response to his comments. Most that knew here might have been surprised at that line coming from her considering she was fairly nice with almost every race, but this was the one exception for her. No matter how nice or charming an arrancar was, at the end of the day, they still ate people to survive and often it included some form of trickery. They were monster's that needed to be cleansed, it was just business.

"There's a difference handicap and insurance. Handicap means I have something actively helping me fight you, insurance means I have protection against you cheating. With how high and mighty you've been acting I'd have figured you knew the difference, especially since you needed one to take down Tsukuyomi,"  she continued her tone still fairly flat, though this time there was a slight mocking tone to it. In reality, the arrancar wasn't entirely wrong about her having a handicap, though he wouldn't know it. Her control over her stone allowed her to augment her speed and strength beyond their normal limits. Granted, she didn't plan to start off full bore, it was, kind of like the ground, a form of insurance, though this one was against herself biting off more than she could chew, not that that was likely, but hey, never hurts to be prepared.

Several minutes had gone by since they started talking, by now the surrounding area would clear of any pluses. She shouldn't need to stall anymore. At this point her reinforcements should either already be positioned a ways off or moving to get there. "Though, yes, I do only intend to fight when I've made sure I've put things on grounds that favor myself," she smirked slightly at the joke she made enough though no one else would get it, "but as I said, play nice, and everything stays on even ground for both of us. 

After she shot her line to Tsukuyomi the arrancar chimed in again, this time with a line that was as adorably dumb as it was angering, "It's cute you think you can force any kind of control over me, but don't kid yourself, you're all talk, if you weren't you would have attacked by now. You took him down with a cheap trick, not with skill. I could take him out of here if I wanted to and you couldn't do anything to stop me." Yetsuna shifted her stance to her typical fighting one, left arm out slightly in front of her, sword arm held at about her 5 o'clock, after the arrancar faked being out of breath, "Well, you've had enough time to recover and I'm tired of talking to you. Let's hope you aren't as much of a prick as a plus," she say before using a shunpo to get behind arrancar.

Her blade was long, being about as long as she was tall, and she used that to her advantage. She far enough back so that the tip of her blade could bite deep flesh while denying the arrancar the chance to counter back without moving. There was some disadvantage to this, as it was easier to get out of her blades reach when she only used the end, but the point here wasn't to kill him in one swing, she doubted he would go that easily, no she was gauging him, seeing how and how fast, he reacted. The swing of her blade was from his right shoulder down to his left hip and moving fast at brisk 400 speed with 300 strength backing the blow.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

He had believed that there had been more than the usual amount of discussion between a Shinigami and Arrancar back when the both of them had been sitting inside of the tea shop, this was just on a whole other level. He had always been told that woman didn’t know when to stop talking, but he’d never actually seen an example. Now that he was watching the constant back and forth between these two Tsukuyomi wasn’t so sure that one of them wasn’t just treating this verbal bickering as the battle.

The two of them had said more to each other than Tsukuyomi usually said to anyone throughout an entire day. Seriously when were the both of them going to actually start? It was almost like he was sitting down receiving a lecture from a superior officer once again. This Arrancar wasn’t one to let things go it seemed as he kept insisting that Tsukuyomi was one to attack him during his conflict against Yishnir because Mikoto was being utilized. “We’ve been for the most part civil to one another. You took the first step across the line of honorable adversaries when you relied on a sneak attack to gain victory. Not once have I given you any reason to suspect me of attacking you after giving my word otherwise.”

Whether the Arrancar agreed to trust him or not would only matter if he made a move against him as well. Tsukuyomi had let his guard down once and it had resulted in his left arm being nearly completely severed. This Arrancar would find Tsukuyomi to be trusting of him much more in the future. When he told Yishnir that he had been winded and required a brief pause to catch his breath though. He made Tsukuyomi sneer. This Arrancar was perfectly fine. Meanwhile Tsukuyomi was covered in sweat from over exertion and massive damage to one of his limbs.

At this point Tsukuyomi was starting to toon out what the Arrancar and Yishnir were spouting off to each other. He wasn’t really one to waste energy on talking shit to others. Perhaps a few years ago when he hadn’t learned how to control his temper, he would have enjoyed it or even joined in. He had been taught that wasting attention, time and energy on things like emotion in battle was pointless. He had to form enough new moons to truly overwhelm this Arrancar otherwise when Yishnir failed, he would fail once again. So as the battle between them finally began Tsukuyomi waved Mikoto casting out two additional new moons bringing the total to nine around him in a constant rotating cycle. Soon it would be hard to even see the shinigami.

Shikai: 5/7

Remaining Reiatsu: 3650/6000
New Moons: (-150)

[Col Arana]

Col obliged Yetsuna's taunts with a composed expression that almost seemed to speak of boredom. "I'm sure you consider yourself a rather sharp tongue, but I'm afraid it doesn't work on me." He stated. If he honestly believed Yetsuna could threaten him, he might have had a different view, but Col was feeling rather good about himself at the moment, and did not consider her a proper challenge. Only under these extreme handicaps to Col, did he consider Yetsuna to be even remote competition. And so her taunts, barbs and jabs bounced off Col as rainwater off a slanted roof. "Better people than you have tried and failed." Col replied with a soft and quiet tone. "You exist at my leisure, and will only continue to do so as long as I will it. Once I tire of our little game, your flesh will sate my hunger. I would allow Tsukuyomi Kawada a choice in how he meets his fate. You do not deserve such an honor."

He could feel Yetsuna's aggravation and irritation rising. If your enemy is of choleric temper, seek to irritate him. Pretend to be weak, that he may grow arrogant. Col considered the words of that human general from long ago. Oh, he could see Yetsuna was indeed growing irritated. Tsukuyomi addressed Col's dirty tactics and Col looked at Tsukuyomi. "As I recall, you were wielding two blades yourself. I merely chose not to start with my second weapon in hand. A pity that you should take your defeat so poorly. I did rather like you, Tsukuyomi Kawada." Col stated. "If your release is merely a defensive method, so be it, but I am not forcing you to remain here, nor, it seems, is she. You are welcome to flee to lick your wounds from this battle. Perhaps you might even summon a Captain to assist your friend here. If you bring one back quickly enough, perhaps you'll even be able to save her, before I tire of this little game and kill her." He suggested to Tsukuyomi. "How may I trust your word, that you will refrain, when you do not trust mine? Stay or go, I care not which, but if you intend to stand there with your Shikai active, gathering your power, with those orbs of yours circling you, then yes, I will expect to be permitted certain liberties as to the effort I may exert in compensation for a potential threat." He informed Tsukuyomi, as Yetsuna barked out her racist remark. Col sighed deeply.

"Then you are grievously misinformed. I didn't ask to be like this you know. Arrancar are supposed to have long since conquered their desire for living flesh and can live and feed much as you do. If you wish to blame someone for my intent to prey upon individuals like yourself, you may lay that at the feet of Sonken Kouhai, your dear little traitor. He is the one that made me what I am. He is the one that created the monster before you." Col stated, a hint of anger entering into his voice. He noted that several energy signatures were leaving. Not all, but many. After-all. It was late, and the ringing and clashing of steel could not be assured to awaken everyone in the district. Rukongai districts were vast, covering miles of ground for every district. A few simple sounds of steel on steel would hardly be enough to awaken the entire district and get them running. And even if Shinigami were seeking to evacuate the district it was unlikely they would get far enough in time. Col could tell Yetsuna herself was stalling to try and mitigate his threat of destroying the district. That was fine. Districts were more than people. It was their homes, their livelihoods. Leaving an entire Rukongai district in ruins would do just as much as murdering the people that inhabited it. Hundreds of people left without food or shelter. And Col knew well that Soul Society did not have the means to protect and provide for so many. They could not even do so with the districts they had. A miserable place, the Rukongai, with miserable people.

"For one who claims they need no handicap to fight me, you have an abnormally high concentration of reiatsu in that sword of yours." Col stated. "Even moreso than most Shikai, and the same quality as the reiatsu you have drawn into the ground." He added, simply to clarify the point. "I cannot help but wonder why~ Unless of course, you intend to use your Zanpakuto's abilities to fight against me, despite informing me you would not." He tutted. "How miserable of you. To outnumber a frail arrancar like myself two to one, and still try so desperately to exploit my charity. You must be truly terrified of me." He taunted mirthlessly. Yetsuna informed Col she believed him to be all talk and Col gave her a smirk. "And yet here you stand, unwilling to fight me without certain assurances from me. For someone who believes me to be "all talk" that must speak volumes of your own self esteem that you would request so much insurance and handicaps of someone you believe has no skill or abilities whatsoever." Col challenged.

As Yetsuna assured Col she could have removed Tsukuyomi, Col chuckled. "A cute joke, but not one, I think, you would be able to carry out. Not if he were serious about remaining, and I about keeping him here." He stated. "But he is free to go. I encourage it. He can run along, back to the safety of the Kawada family manor. I'll allow it." He stated. And then Yetsuna issued a final taunt and initiated Shunpo. Col followed with ease, his energy sensory more than sufficient to detect the subtle nuance and flow of Yetsuna's reiatsu. Easily sufficient to predict the technique. Col raised his blade, so that the point faced Yetsuna, and observed her closely as Yetsuna exploded into motion. Due to the positioning of Col's blade, she could not attempt to ram him or try a frontal attack, which meant, of course-- ah there it was. With the immense amount of reiatsu in Yetsuna's sword, as well as her own reiatsu, tracking its movement was child's play for Col, who was easily able to read her Shunpo's course behind him. But that wasn't the only way Col was able to read her intended path. If Yetsuna was pressing for a sword duel as she had promised, she'd have to close the gap. Between Yetsuna's Shunpo and Col holding his blade in front of him, going at Col from behind was the obvious call. He didn't solely need his reiatsu detection skills to determine that Yetsuna was likely coming at Col's back.

Col glanced behind him as he stepped away, noticing Yetsuna's heavy swing. In her effort to keep Col at arms reach, as she herself acknowledged, it meant that it only took a single solid stride away from Yetsuna to avoid the stroke. Col felt the air pressure of the swing pass him by. He'd have liked to check the strength of her strike, but with her Shunpo, it would have taken too long, and been too risky, if she did indeed,happen to be stronger than Col. Col began to turn about to face Yetsuna properly with a second step and a one hundred and eighty degree turn. Col had made his own movement look effortless, as if he were taking a stroll on the beach. Yetsuna would have to commit a lot more if she hoped to score a blow on Col. Attacking with the very edge of her reach would certainly be effective at dissuading Col, but as the arrancar just demonstrated, it would make actually landing a blow, just as challenging.

Col did not seem overly concerned as he circled about, pacing easily, a step outside of Yetsuna's measure. She wasn't currently threatened by Col's own measure due to the length of her sword, and thus Col only held the blade up, point facing her again, as a warding notion to prevent any foolhardy, reckless charges. Such an action would only cause Yetsuna to impale herself on Col's weapon. "Surely you can do better than that. Col responded. "If you'd like to try again, by all means, do so." Col suggested to her, blade readied, but not striking out just yet. Not quite yet. Yetsuna seemed content to take the offensive, and now that Col considered it reasonable to look for an opening. Col could guess, based on the size of her sword, that she was probably strength oriented, but did not know how strong just yet. He'd need a proper exchange to figure that bit out. Attacking at a range wasn't too much of an issue, but that was not the right move to counter against. Col had to pick his timing. Even a novice swordfighter could throw out a good sequence of blows. Col was the spider, and Yetsuna was in his web. He was methodical and randomized, but skilled. Yetsuna would make a mistake and then Col would capitalize on it, and end their bout in an instant. After that? Well. He had said Tsukuyomi could go. He'd take his prize-- his meal, and be off, as he'd promised. Only one had to die tonight, and Col felt at this time, it would be Yetsuna.

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna could tell this guy was trying to get a rise out of here. It was written all over him. No one acts this conceited and isn't actively trying to piss someone off. She had enough control of her temper to not lose herself in it, but her fight to kill this guys was VERY quickly moving professional motives to personal; she was gonna enjoy kicking his ass to the curb just to shut him up. "And better things then you have tried to kill me and fail as well, so what's your point?" she replied flatly to his threat, "If you were anywhere near as strong as your claim I still wouldn't be standing here."

As the conversation continued and Tsu called out the creature for cheating she, annoyingly, realized that he was also a pseudo-lawyer. The kind of jackass that twists everything to suit his view so he can claim that he did nothing wrong, even though that claim is about as bullet proof as a piece of wet tissue paper. "I wasn't even here for the fight between you two and I know you're talking out of your ass," she called him out, her tone a stark warning that that bullshit don't fly with her, "I already warned you, but if you wanna start playing those games I can make this little deal a lot more painful for you then for me," she threatened before the arrancar continued to address Tsukuyomi.

When the arrancar replied to her comment about him being a monster she noticed the hint of anger in his voice, seemed like she found a bit of a nerve. "You may not have asked to be a monster, but you are," she started, seeing if she could hit the nerve again, "Arrancar are smart enough to know what they're doing and the consequences for their actions. If you really didn't wanna be a monster you would have let a shinigami cleanse you long ago, but you persisted. You may not have asked to be a monster, but you choose to continue to persist as one, so the blame lies squarely on you," she finished accusingly, refusing to let him try to pawn his actions off on someone else, regardless of the hand the other person may have had at the start.

"That reiatsu is my insurance against you breaching our deal, a deal which you proposed by the way, and also violated against Tsukuyomi. So long as you abide by the deal, nothing is will happen, but if you breach our deal in any way, including trying to shit you did with Tsukuyomi, well, let's just say it won't be nice for you," she threatened. While a majority of her statement was true, she still had her physical augmentations, but that was insurance for herself, and a field leveler against the hierro she knew he was packing. "And the reason I do this is because I refuse to put myself in potentially vulnerable position fighting someone who has already proven themselves untrustworthy." There'd be a small pause she she seemed to think for a moment, "But I'll tell you what, since you seem to be so scared, I'll give you a deal as well. Drop your hierro and throw your hidden weapons aside and I'll clear out the area," she offered, about 70% sure he would refuse to give up his main line of defense. Even if he did say yes, she was still more then willing to bet that he had some other kind of bullshit up his sleeve.

With their conversation done Yetsuna launched her attack and like she expected he dodged. He did his best to make it look nonchalant, but moving 400 speed isn't exactly something one does while looking leisurely, granted he didn't looked strained to do so either. As the man moved forward a dozen idea's rushed through her head on what she could have done if she wasn't constrained by the terms of the duel, but regardless, she got the info she wanted; the man was indeed fast, faster then she was unaugmented, though not by a ton. He turned and made some snide comment, "Oh that was just a warm up, I wanted to see how'd you react," she'd smirk. 

The arrancar held is sword out in front of him once more, but he was only about a pace away, placing his blade within striking distance of hers. An idea flashed through her mind the moment he raised his blade. Quickly she step forward commanding  her blade to strike against his, moving at 450 speed, she felt her arm strain slightly, as the excess speed pulled at her arm. Her blade would smack into his imparting an amazing 500 strength impact to it. As her foot landed and she was within striking range she quickly had the blade reverse direction to smack the man in the side with the same speed and strength. She might not be able to damage him, but she sure as shit could send him flying. There was little time for the arrancar to react, but even if he did she was ready to grab his blade with her hand or summon some defensive stone if he decided to break the deal already. If her attack was successful and she sent him flying away from turn with a cocky smirk, "How's that for better?" 

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

He didn't have much faith in this Arrancar being brought down by another Vice Captain after Tsukuyomi had already faced him down himself. Still though although his mind was fairly overwhelmed with the pain he was experiencing now that his left arm was almost completely removed from the rest of his body. The only positive thing he could think of in regards to the wound was the simple fact that the blade that had cut him was so hot it had burned the wound shut as it had inflicted it. If a wound this sever had been inflicted by just the run of the mill blade he would have bled out by now.

Standing roughly seventy feet up from the floor of the Rukongai district that this had all been taking place in though Tsukuyomi watched in mild disbelief as Yetsuna was tricked and sent through a Garganta. Such a simple trick and yet now the force opposing this Arrancar, the very strength to protect the citizens was cut by more than half. He was left alone once again to face off against this Arrancar. The only thing he could be grateful of now was simply the preparation he had began only a minute ago. This was the only shot he would have against this Arrancar and he would have to take it immediately.

At the moment he had managed to form a total of nine separate white moons rotating throughout the sky above. These were likely his last chance to bring down this Arrancar. Physical combat against him now would be suicide as he had proven he was the better between them even while Tsukuyomi had been refreshed. It could easily destroy his moons though it it landed a spiritual attack which was aside from evading everything himself the biggest problem. Still though he had to take this first action otherwise he was finished. Scattering across the sky at the speed of 500 in all directions Tsukuyomi began his attack preparation.

It would take only a moment for all of the moons to get far enough away and then drop down into the Rukongai concealed by the dozens of buildings surrounding the Arrancar. Keeping the trajectory of the moons motion secret behind the buildings the first would rush through the back wall scattering the wood only to hopefully slam into the Arrancar's right side. Only a fraction of a moment later another rushed from the opposite side set to slam into his left knee. He would have to keep his eyes opened in order to react to the Arrancar's motions both against himself and the moons,but this was all he could do now that Yetsuna had been sent somewhere unknown.

[Col Arana]

Col chuckled politely at Yetsuna's statement as if she had just made a particularly amusing joke. "Oh I very much doubt that, my dear. I very much doubt that indeed." Col found it unlikely Yetsuna had ever fought anything even close to his level, let alone something more powerful. Yetsuna tried to challenge Col's claim and Col shook his head. "As Tsukuyomi Kawada can tell you, I am fighting with a handicap specifically to make this bout more interesting. An actual challenge. Though I take pride in my skills as a swordsman, pure swordsmanship is not my preferred method of fighting. Though it is a refreshing exercise to see what I am capable of when I use only those techniques. And if it prolongs your lives by a few minutes, or even, dare I say... enables you to land a blow or two against me-- perhaps even threaten me, I can't imagine why you would complain, when, were I to engage with you at my full strength, our bout would be over in mere moments." He warned the Vice Captain. "Your vulgar attitude is something that begins to irk me though. Let us resume, then shall we?"

But Yetsuna pressed on Col after the arrancar delivered his comment about his state. "How naive of you to say so. Allow a Shinigami to purge me indeed. To do that would be to sacrifice who I am, and all that I has striven for." Col's eyes narrowed as he clenched a fist in front of him. "Long, long ago, I was powerless. Without any might at all. Without the power to choose my destiny or my fate. And it resulted in a miserable end, forgotten by history. A death that was less than a foot note. Less than the period at the end of a sentence. I have clawed, snapped and struggled my way to achieving this power, and it has come at tremendous cost. A cost that will be completely pointless if I were to now surrender that power, and return myself to being a helpless worm. Besides. A far worse fate might await me yet. You speak of purifying souls, but what happens then? I end up in a place like this--" At this, Col gestured to the Rukongai around him. "--and become entirely reliant on people like you to protect me? If I had wished to, I could have exterminated or devoured every individual in this entire block long before Lord Kawada arrived, let alone yourself. The protection of the Shinigami is a sham, and I will not permit myself to ever be so defenseless or powerless again. Your offer for purification is nothing more or less than an attempt to subjugate and dominate." Col snapped at her. "One I shall refuse, though my hunger be damned for it." He stated.

Yetsuna insisted that her reiatsu was her insurance, and Col gave a mirthless laugh at her, nothing like his polite chuckle from before. "Your insurance, is it? Ahhhh...." Col smirked. "Perhaps you would permit me to arrange insurance of my own then? No? A pity then." Col seemed unfazed, though he was, truthfully, annoyed by Yetsuna attempting to set her own terms. "Though Tsukuyomi appears to be honest in his dealings, I cannot say the same for you. Well. I'll have to dispose of this insurance myself." Yetsuna tried to press and suggest Col cast aside his hidden weapons, and the arrancar raised an eyebrow. "An intriguing notion. One I might be inclined to accept." He stated. "Provided, of course, that they be in condition to retrieve them once I am finished with you. They are my personal possessions, among the few I have, and I would hate to simply leave them exposed to be destroyed by a vindictive Shinigami." He stated. "That does, of course, imply that you would also keep your word-- and I see little reason to trust you, as you do not trust me."

Yetsuna's first blow had merely been to gauge Col. Very well. The duel was joined. As Col raised his blade to test her strength, she attempted to batter it aside with a powerful beat attack. Col responded by dipping his blade beneath hers-- a disengage. A common technique in rapier fencing, it served him well here as Yetsuna's blade flew through the space that Col's had occupied. Col had identified the blow as targeting his sword, rather than himself so he did not move back a step. No, it was Yetsuna's second blow that Col tracked. Time to reset this field of battle. Col lunged in at Yetsuna, but rather than raising his zanpakuto for a thrust, he turned it defensively at his side, anticipating Yetsuna's second blow. The reach of her sword was considerable, and Yetsuna herself was fast enough that Col knew he couldn't close in without her being able to strike at him once more. So he used that to his advantage, bracing his blade against his arm, and his arm against his body.

Yetsuna's strike was immensely powerful and it crashed into Col's guard. Had Col not been bracing his blade it would have blown right through his guard. In fact, the bracing itself did nothing to stop her blow. Only the existence of reinforced spiritual steel of a much higher grade than Yetsuna's own prevented her blow from hammering into Col's Hierro. The flat of Col's blade was forced right into his body, as her strike caught Col at his midsection. And then Col jumped at the same instant he was struck. He rolled with the momentum, absorbing it as he was flung away from Yetsuna, hurtling up, up and high into the air. The arrancar twisted in mid-air, landing with a heavy thud on the rooftop of a nearby Rukongai building, and with such force that he skidded across it, his feet splintering the roof beneath him. Beneath Col's jacket a bruise was forming on the arm from the heavy impact, but he had avoided receiving a serious blow and could easily play off as if he were unharmed. Besides. It would be clear to both Yetsuna and Tsukuyomi, that Col had been aiming for this. Yetsuna's reiatsu did not extend to the rooftops. Her ability only allowed her to manipulate the Earth, and the wood and thatch roofs of the Rukongai had nothing she could control. Col had effectively moved the battlefield out of Yetsuna's "insurance" range. "That was much better, but if all you have is brute force, you will never defeat me." Col taunted from the roof. "Tsukuyomi was ten times as skilled as you. You have a good sense of fighting instincts, and timing. But that is all. You have no technique, and it will be your downfall." Col stated coolly at Yetsuna, as he awaited the woman on the rooftop. Col retained a composed and focused look, as if unruffled by anything Yetsuna had done thus far. The arrancar looked to be in complete control of the battle, even turning such an attack to his own advantage. Only the slightest irritation from before at Yetsuna's commentary had managed to ruffle Col's feathers so far. Yetsuna would have to do much better than that.

However, despite Col’s composure, it seemed it was Yetsuna who was primarily on the offensive. Col evaded, and defended her attacks adequately, but only rarely seemed to attempt a counter. He seemed to have the air of a predator patiently waiting for its prey to leave an opening. And at last, Col saw it. Tsukuyomi would see the Gargantua open up behind Yetsuna, just as the woman struck out again—before Tsukuyomi could shout, Col ducked the strike, stabbing out with his own sword in answer, extending one finger along the blade. ”Hado #1, Sho.” He whispered loud enough that only Yetsuna would hear him. His sword only barely seemed to graze Yetsuna, in fact Tsukuyomi as an observer wouldn’t be able to tell if it collided or not. What he would witness, was Yetsuna suddenly stagger backwards as an invisible force shoved her in the stomach. Ordinarily just a momentary annoyance.

But then. Ordinarily, there wasn’t a Gargantua right behind her. Yetsuna stumbled back into the portal and it closed, removing her from the battle. ”Now then Tsukuyomi Kawada…” Col mused. ”I do believe you were plotting to violate our agreement?” He asked, but a moment before Tsukuyomi unleashed his attack. Col wasn’t an idiot. He knew that Tsukuyomi had been preparing insurance against him, all the while he’d been engaging Yetsuna. Now he was unleashing his attack.

”I did warn you, Tsukuyomi Kawada….” Col murmured at him as he activated Pesquis. Pesquis allowed Col to immediately detect the presence of Tsukuyomi’s incoming attack and he smiled. ”Formidable.” He stated. ”But are you sure you want to do that?” Col lifted a hand in the direction of one set of moons. A blue glowing orb formed in his hand. ….It was a Cero. And then Col paused for just a moment, and closed his hand, the Cero vanishing. The moons exploded through the wooden walls at Col, seemingly pincering him. There was a sound of static though, and Col’s form blurred until he was past Tsukuyomi. He wondered briefly if the moons were still going to track him despite that. ”I suppose I did promise you that in exchange for your life, I would not harm the civilians. And I suppose I can’t guarantee that there are none in the direction I was about to fire my Cero. What a shame.” Col readied his Zanpakuto and delivered a savage one handed slash aimed across Tsukuyomi’s back, aiming to try to cut Tsukuyomi down before the Nakabakki had a chance to retaliate—though Col did acknowledge that his little statement would undoubtedly have alerted Tsukuyomi to his location. Still. With one arm, what chance did Tsukuyomi have now?

Remaining Reiatsu: 3025 (-100 for Sonido, -25 for Sho)

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Holding back and letting Yetsuna face off against this Arrancar wasn’t something that Tsukuyomi was proud of himself for yet knew it was the best course of action with the fact his right arm was virtually useless. He had been good enough to hold this Arrancar off while he toyed around yet only for a few minutes. Now Yetsuna would hopefully be able to manage the same and by that time one of the Captains would arrive or this Arrancar would get bored and move along, although Tsukuyomi doubted it.

Yetsuna was doing alright and while Tsukuyomi didn’t like the idea that he may have to go against his word it was his duty to protect everyone, even at the expense of his honor. One thing he took note of while the Arrancar spoke back to Yetsuna again though continuing their heated exchange of words, was the mention that close combat isn’t his preferred method of combat. Tsukuyomi was visibly shook by that statement. “He’s enough to get the better of me and yet it’s not his best.” Tsukuyomi cursed his own powerlessness.

Now all he could envision is this Arrancar blasting homes and lives away with bala or cero. He assumed that such spiritual techniques were the true strength of this Arrancar based on what he had just said, which meant even at this distance he wasn’t remotely safe. If anything he was safer right in front of him. The exchange between Yetsuna and this Arrancar was brief although Tsukuyomi could see that the Arrancar was less effective against hulking might. At least it seemed that way although Tsukuyomi had learned that this foe wasn’t a fool and didn’t do anything so far without reason.

He was fast yet Yetsuna was strong, time to see which was better suited as he had already been beaten. The praise he received from the Arrancar didn’t grant him any honor as a shinigami yet as a fellow swordsman Tsukuyomi could help make it brighten the shine he reflected. A few more exchanges between them while the Arrancar played defensive, Tsukuyomi knew something was wrong he wasn’t even fighting back yet the aura he was emanating still gave away that he was the one in control.

Suddenly a Garganta opened up behind Yetsuna and Tsukuyomi’s heart dropped. Screaming for her to execute Shunpo he could only witness as the Arrancar did something to knock her backwards and through the portal. Just like that any chance of this district and its people being saved was gone. Tsukuyomi was no fool and although he was young he was willing to accept death. What he wasn’t willing to accept was going to see his Father in the Pit. Something he believed he would have had more time to contemplate.

If he was killed would he vanish or would he be pulled into the pit to suffer at the feet of his father. He didn’t know and never bothered to ask anyone for fear of them finding out. Immediately though as the Garganta closed the Arrancar gazed at him and revealed he had known about his strategy the entire time. Unleashing everything he had built up with Mikoto at once Tsukuyomi watched as this Arrancar channeled what looked like a blue cero.

Just as the Arrancar cancelled his cero Tsukuyomi released the tension in Mikoto and the moons ceased not even bothering to break through the shake. The Arrancar vanished and Tsukuyomi spun expecting where he was going. Raising Mikoto into a vertical block the zanpakuto of each clashed against one another releasing the first bright sparks of might in several minutes. Tsukuyomi quickly stepped backwards knowing he couldn’t possibly win this with only his left. Mikoto reverted back her shikai reaching its duration and Tsukuyomi knowing she wouldn’t be able to save him.

“You’ve kept to your word. I’ve been beaten obviously. I don’t believe you’ll simply return to whence you’ve come though. Offering you my life for such would be an insult as you could take it whenever you wish. Follow me. I know a place nearby that I’d prefer to be the last I see.” It might come as a let down or surprise that Tsukuyomi spoke so openly of his demise. He wouldn’t wait long to see the reaction of the Arrancar and then execute Shunpo to cross the distance swiftly. After a few moments coming to the edge of a forest that extended several dozen meters into the sky. Tsukuyomi stood roughly twenty feet from the first row of trees waiting in the relatively tall grass for the Arrancar.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3600/6000
Shunpo: -50

[Col Arana]

Col gave a thin smile when Tsukuyomi managed to parry his strike. This time was not like the last however, and Col brought much more of his spirit pressure to bear against Tsukuyomi's blade. Surging with his full reiatsu, it was possible that Mikoto might suffer chips or cracks from the cutting force of Col's blade. As a released weapon, Mikoto would be more durable than most, but Col's own reiatsu strength was more than twice as powerful as Tsukuyomi's. Col had been toying with Tsukuyomi and holding back. Now that the arrancar had begun to fight seriously, and bring the full crushing weight of his power to bear, it would be much more difficult for Tsukuyomi's blade to hold up indefinitely. Still, it was unlikely it would cut through his sword entirely, and Col's attack was repelled for the moment, as the Arrancar landed lightly on his feet.

Tsukuyomi pressed for a few last chances to draw Col to a new battlefield. The arrancar sighed. "Very well. But this shall be the last favor I will grant your Tsukuyomi Kawada. You've exploited quite a lot of my goodwill already. Pick our battlefield carefully, for it shall mark your grave." He warned the Kawada. Tsukuyomi vanished with Shunpo, and Col followed with a Sonido of his own, emerging just inside a forest. Col looked about quietly. "I don't think this would have been my choice. But well. To each their own. Have you made peace with yourself?" He asked, bringing his Zanpakuto's blade to rest on his shoulder in the Vom Tag. "Seeing how you've brought me to a more isolated area, there is no need for me to hold back anymore. And as you have begun wielding your own powers freely, I see no reason not to do the same." The former Escudo warned him. Col gave Tsukuyomi a few minutes to compose himself. He'd fought well and desperately. Col's favorite type of prey. He didn't intend to let Tsukuyomi die weeping. He wasn't going to draw this out much more. Col had played with Tsukuyomi enough. Now he was going to end this.

Col started ten feet from Tsukuyomi, and then exploded forwards. Tarentella flashed once, twice, three times, launching off of Col's shoulder in a blinding sequence of cuts. A standard diagonal slash starting from the right, to hack Tsukuyomi shoulder to groin, followed immediately by a right side upwards cut, through Tsukuyomi's hip and stomach completing the cut with Col's arm above his shoulder before winding into a high cut to take Tsukuyomi's head from his shoulders, cutting through the Nakabakki's neck. Each of these blows had Col's full reiatsu strength behind it. Playtime was over. Now the arrancar was coming in with proper killing intent. His reiatsu made the air feel dense. Dense, but horribly cold. It was as though the hand of death was reaching out to Tsukuyomi and inviting him into its freezing grasp.

Reiatsu Remaining: 2925 -100 for Sonido

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

The sensation that Tsukuyomi felt the moment that Mikoto clashed against the zanpakuto of this Arrancar was completely different from what he had felt from the previous scraps of spiritual steel. Although the sparks still flew between them Tsukuyomi could tell that if he didn’t parry to the best of his abilities that Mikoto was going to be broken and he’d truly be left with nothing against the Arrancar.

Honshitsu didn’t have the reach that would allow him to fight against him. Perhaps if he hadn’t suffered the crippling wound to his right left that left it virtually useless now that wouldn’t currently be the case, it was though and Tsukuyomi knew he had to accept it. He couldn’t even rush in hoping to take the Arrancar off guard and stay within the brief guard of his zanpakuto due to the other strange technological swords of fire that he had hidden on his person. No he knew there was only one chance of him surviving this now and it meant he’d have to potentially kill himself as well.

It was a sudden noise that both of them no doubt would notice as Mikoto’s edge chipped, cracking inwards against the might of the Arrancar’s zanpakuto. Hopping backward to get some further distance away as it was revealed not by either’s knowledge or skill in battle, but by existence itself that Tsukuyomi was defeated in this exchange. Tsukuyomi asked the Arrancar if they could change locations knowing full well that should they fight here now this district of the Rukongai would suffer immense damage, potentially being wiped clean off the map of Soul Society.

Although it was clear this Arrancar was on his last pleasant nerve he accepted. “Thank you. It’s really a shame we’re on opposite ends of existence. You’re a very reasonable individual.” Tsukuyomi wasn’t sure why he had just said how he felt. Perhaps he really had already given up and just wanted to let the Arrancar know that his pleasant demeanor hadn’t been for naught nor exploited by a shinigami that saw him as a member of a species of nothing beyond that.

Mikoto swiftly reverted back to the fairly standard looking katana appearance as her Shikai came to a close. Tsukuyomi now I’m the edge of the forest sheathed his primary zanpakuto still feeling the emotion from his blade. He wasn’t the only one that sought any possible answer to facing this Arrancar with the exception of what Tsukuyomi had in kind. “I may not be something natural. Nor do I live a life of peace. So I’ve always preferred the idea of ending in a place of both.”

It was sad how Tsukuyomi resigned himself to the fate of being slain by an Arrancar that from what he’d seen so far was enough to bring down even some of the captains. He slowed his breathing the best he could focusing inward on himself, searching deep within his soul ignoring the pleads of Mikoto and Honshitsu to just run. Inside his soul he could see it, standing in the surface of the moon with his zanpakuto in the distance behind him Tsukuyomi stood before a dark sword hovering off the ground vertically with the blade pointed down. He knew what this blade represented and this would mark the first time he’d willingly grasped the power it contained.

“I thank you for your actions as a fellow swordsman. I just wish I could have known the name of the individual that bested me. Either way this’ll be the end of our fight and the beginning of the next.” Tsukuyomi grabbed hold of the sword within his soul. Immediately in the spiritual world of Soul Society black fire erupted from Tsukuyomi rising high into the air as a large pillar was formed.

It would last for roughly ten seconds until the flames dissipated revealing a dark blue and black armored figure holding a dark sword over its shoulder in its left arm. The right arm dangling down would give away that despite releasing the physical wound was still present meaning that arm was virtually useless all the same. The Arrancar could gaze as intently as he wanted, but the hood that covered this figure’s head couldn’t be perceived. Tsukuyomi’s face was just beyond sight.

A cold unfeeling entity that stood its ground as the Arrancar rushed in aiming to slash it from shoulder to groin. Just prior to the zanpakuto clashing against the armor of this creature, the creature itself would vanish executing Sin Sonido, something that the Arrancar may recognize yet all the same wouldn’t be able to hear nor track. The location of the creature now was off to the side on the left of the Arrancar the sword held outwards engulfed in black fire. It didn’t take more than a moment for orbs of these black flames to be fired off rapidly at the Arrancar. Each orb the size of a softball moving at a speed of 250. The creature would keep the angle of his sword on the Arrancar until all twenty five of the orbs from his sword were fired off.

Saisei Oni: 1/4

Remaining Reiatsu: 2900/6000
Hōgeki: (-250)
Sin Sonido: (-150)
Saisei Oni: (Primera) (-300)

[Col Arana]

Col no longer taunted Tsukuyomi or mocked him. His steel was bared and in those wine-red eyes a primal hunger had taken over. Col was no longer the gentleman that Tsukuyomi had bandied words with earlier. He was a predator eyeing his prey. Col's ravenous hunger demanded satiation and he would have it quelled. He allowed Tsukuyomi only just enough time to make his peace, and unleash his infernal heritage, creating a twister of black fire that engulfed him and left behind an armored figure. This is done.

Tsukuyomi unleashed his offensive and Col replied in turn. The arrancar was no longer holding back. Tsukuyomi charged Col with a heavy downward slash. Col answered with a forward surge slashing his own blade upwards beneath Tsukuyomi's to hack off Tsukuyomi's hands at the forearm, and intercept the slash before he could complete it. But it seemed this was a feint, as Tsukuyomi vanished in a burst of movements that seemed completely silent. Col answered at the same time. Col had still intended to keep to his bargain, but as Tsukuyomi was clearly and blatantly utilizing Step Techniques as well as reiatsu attacks, it was time for Col to do the same. There was a sound of static as Col vanished with his own Sonido suspended in the air about twenty feet straight up, Tsukuyomi's fireballs flying below Col. Even if this was some technique that allowed the orbs to track him, it wouldn't save Tsukuyomi, as Col pointed his hand downwards. A blue orb had formed at his fingertip.

"Die."

A phrase spoken not as a polite request but an authoritative command. In the next instant a brilliant blue Cero hurtled from Col's hand. It was massive, and at this range would be almost impossible to dodge without a step technique. The Cero would consume the black fire Tsukuyomi had launched rendering it to nothing in an instant, and if Tsukuyomi didn't do something, he too would be engulfed in the Cero and blasted apart. Col would keep his word-- he had promised he wouldn't eat Tsukuyomi. So he was going to leave it such that there was not enough of Tsukuyomi left to eat. Nothing but a scorched shadow would be left of the Nakabakki if this attack connected, and even that would be buried in the immense crater left behind. How was Tsukuyomi going to evade? Dodging up behind Col was out of the question, he'd Shunpo or Sonido directly into the Cero. Would he try to dodge out to one side or the other? A move like that would undoubtedly require a Step Technique at least, and with Col's energy sensory Tsukuyomi would likely be noticed immediately, sacrificing the initiative of the battle. And the previous clash between Mikoto and Tarentella would have proven to Tsukuyomi that he wouldn't be able to handle a serious Col on the offensive. What was Tsukuyomi to do?

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Rushing in a slashing downwards at the Arrancar didn’t pay off at all although still having enough time to act on instinct the abomination managed to evade having his limb sliced apart. Now though as it unleashed a multitude of orbs darker than an abyss it seemed even this technique would achieve nothing. The abomination witnessed as the Arrancar vanished from sight. Raising its head almost right away the Arrancar was spotted and the abomination could recognize exactly what was about to happen from the outstretched hand that the Arrancar held downwards like a spray bottle aimed towards an insect.

This insect though wasn’t going to die ignorantly. The moment that the massive torrent of blue reiatsu was unleashed upon the vicinity the abomination vanished just the same as the Arrancar had. The black fire from the orbs that had been unleashed upon the ground over the last several seconds weren’t snuffed out. If the Arrancar paid them any mind he’d be able to see the coloration of individually riding along with the blue. Being forced outwards and away from where they had been to a different location now.

A massive crater in the ground as the edge of the forest now already looked as if a meteor had landed. Trees burned from the root, charred corpses and upturned skin from the mother. The beautiful scene that Tsukuyomi had hoped would be his grave had been reduced to little more than just another battlefield. In a single exchange the two monsters had already inflicted more presence in this area than they had while in the Rukongai. As for the abomination though he’d now appear behind the Arrancar.

Having executed Shunpo in order to get a decent distance away from the cero that had been unleashed only to execute Hirenkyaku a moment afterwards. Now standing upon his own dark reiatsu. Immediately after the Arrancar would pick up on the noise of the step technique the abomination was at work executing a technique that Tsukuyomi had only learned recently. Although it was fresh and many didn’t know of it Tsukuyomi had practiced and practiced making this technique his own something that no other would be able to claim. This abomination though sought not to give the weakness within that validation.

Bursting forth from the soul itself black fire engulfed the blade. The left arm wielding the broad sword began moving in a blur only to slash out in the blind of an eye several times. So swift that in the next instant one would be able to make out the image of a five pointed star tracing the motions of the broadsword where the blade fire had clung. This wasn’t a star though. The sides were all the same yet the image meant to burn upon the back, arms and legs of this Arrancar was a pentagram.

Saisei Oni Primera: 2/4

Remaining Reiatsu: 2700/6000
Shunpo: (-50)
Hirenkyaku: (-100)
Black Fire Broadsword: (-50)

[Col Arana]

"Tsk." Col murmured annoyed that Tsukuyomi had evaded his attack. With his energy sensory and highly attuned senses it was easy for him to track Tsukuyomi's evasion brought him behind the arrancar. Made sense though. With Col's talent at Battle Analysis, he'd already anticipated that evading behind him was the only safe path to dodge his Cero. But rather than spin to meet Tsukuyomi Col merely pointed over his shoulder with his sword-wielding arm, and launched a Bala at point blank range, directly into Tsukuyomi's attack. Though Tsukuyomi had the Class advantage over Col's Bala, Col's power dwarfed Tsukuyomi's by such an amount that the blast would still likely negate his attempt and drive him back, while Col allowed gravity to do the work for him and he began falling back towards the ground, whirling in the air, and pointing up at Tsukuyomi with his free hand again. A second Bala followed the first and then--

"Bakudo #61, Rikujokoro." Six rods of blue light seized in on Tsukuyomi's position, binding him in place. Immobilizing him completely. If Rikujokoro stuck there would be no more dodging or attacking. Tsukuyomi would be stuck and unable to defend himself. Vulnerable to Col's next attack. There was no more posturing, mockery or snark. No more gentleman's banter. Col was planning to end this. Immediately following his Six Light Rod Prison spell, wherever it might have ensnared Tsukuyomi (more than willing to adjust his aim if Tsukuyomi had dodged aside from the subsequent Bala), another blue orb charged at the tip of Col's fingertip, and exploded outwards. A second Cero. With no way to avoid it this time, or even block it, Tsukuyomi would almost certainly be overwhelmed by the colossal blue wave of reiatsu and annihilated.

Col touched down on the ground below Tsukuyomi and flicked his blade out idly. While it was not impossible for Tsukuyomi to have pulled some last second stunt out of his sleeve, Col was dubious of it. The arrancar would make sure that the battle was truly resolved before dropping his guard completely-- not that he expected there to be much of a body left. Still, Tsukuyomi had proven to be poor at hiding his reiatsu so between his senses and his energy sensory, Col expected he would be able to detect if Tsukuyomi had survived and finish him off.

2275/3100

-200 for Cero
-100 for two Bala
-150 for Rikujokoro