Tripping into Someone Else's Turf

[Sonadora]

The confident canine Hollow would had visibly run out of patience with Teresa. It was obvious that, in his attempts to threaten the antlered one, he had believed that he would have been able to force her to stand down and retreat, abandoning Sonadora to his whim in the process. Such a tactic has perhaps worked in the past, maybe even more times than once; after all, he had a large frame that most likely stands tall over many Hollows of his and Teresa's level, and his mask was admittedly quite intimidating. The fact that he didn't even bother to clean up the blood and the pieces of flesh that still hanged from its teeth was a testament to that. However, the victories his body has granted him have made him grossly overconfident. What he was standing in front of was not just some random Hollow that he happened to find in the middle of a building turned into a test site. This was a creature that, like him, was about to become a Gillian, and like him, she too possessed an ability beyond his current comprehension.

Though he attempted to strike the antlered one as fast as possible in coordination with the shadow that he produced, the monster would not have the time to reach his enemy's throat. Instead, he would find the beastly urge to immediately move out of the way as he felt as though something was coming towards his stomach. Confused, yet resolute in following this urge, the canine would smash his right foot against the floor in an attempt to dodge whatever was coming towards him. This decision caused his body to smash through a nearby wall and land in the next room on his six limbs. For a moment, he felt nothing, though soon, pain exploded across his stomach, prompting him to look down and observe the damage that he had received. Apparently, the skin of his underbelly had been pictured, though he had moved quickly enough so as to not be pierced through. Despite this, there was now a slashing wound on his stomach, something akin to the kiss of a Shinigami's blade.

His gleaming red eyes would look up through the hole his body had created within the wall then to see what had caused the damage. Fortunately for him, his glare did not take long to identify the cause of his wound. Somehow, a part of the wooden floor had risen from underneath his previous position into the shape of an elongated spear. It still stood now with a tip left stained with his corrupted Hollow blood. At first, its sight caused him to growl lowly with such anger that it caused his body to shake. He was not used to receive any damage at all, especially not from the creatures he intimidated. Even so, another one of his revolting laughs came from his mask. "So, this is your power, huh?" He would call with a grunt as he pushed himself off the floor to stand on in his legs once again. He would let his arms be limp at first, pointing towards the ground, before he would suddenly hold them up as though he was ready to slash Teresa with their claws. "What a coincidence!"

The beast then quickly rushed through the room he was currently in, briefly disappearing from sight. However, the one thing of which he owned that did not do so was his shadow. Indeed, the spiritual construct had held onto the antlered one for the entire time his owner had been separated from it. It was growling viciously, illogically, almost maniacally as it attempted to tear at the flesh it was holding with its fangs and claws, though it was unable to do so forever, for it was then injected a portion of Teresa's spiritual energy. Upon the completion of this process, the clone would shriek and tremble violently, almost as if it was quite literally battling its own self. The noise it made during this process was nothing short of disturbing as it gurgled and screeched. About five or so seconds later, though, it would instantly stop, then turn its head towards a nearby door before rushing towards it. Even with its slower speed, it was still all done impressively quickly.

It crashed through the door, sending bits of flying into the adjacent room, and for a moment, it almost seemed as though it was doing something noteworthy. However, shortly after, the upper half of the shadow's body was then launched back to the corridor in which Teresa was located. It was cleaved in two imperfectly, savagely, as though it was ripped apart and then thrown away. As though left in stupor, the shadowy object would let out one final moan that would seal the life it had just been granted, and then would slowly start to melt into the floor, returned to what it once was. Its death would completely cleanse its presence from this world, leaving Teresa alone in a corridor that was becoming progressively quieter. Aside from the noise that most likely came from Sonadora's activities upstairs, it almost appeared as though the entirety of the building had gone silent. Has the beast left the building? Has it gone outside to reach for Sonadora from the windows?

But then, something was heard around Teresa. Or rather, multiple noises were heard. There was tapping, rattling, a shifting of sorts. It was as if the beast was moving around her, but somehow out of sight. "I bet a million yen that you are just like me," a voice would then suddenly be heard from what appeared to be the very shadows around her position, "someone who injects reiatsu into things to make them obey you. Is that right?" Another one of the creature's seemingly signature laughs was then heard, this time behind her. Should she turn around, she would then witness another shadow had formed. It was less detailed somehow, more fluid as though it was only but partly made tangible, yet unlike the other one that had been spawned by the beast, it was not violent, or at least not overtly so. Instead of attacking her, it merely stood there with two dots for eyes and a nasty grin that appeared almost as if it had been drawn. "We'd make a good team... Too bad I prefer to work alone."   

The shadow would then stand there showing its disgusting grin without so much as uttering a single word. It did not move, did not speak, nothing, forcing the entire room to return to silence again. Then, the wall next to Teresa would suddenly burst open, revealing the huge frame of the Hollow as it would dash towards in a mad murderous rush. Its laughter followed him as it attempted to cut the antlered one with the claws of its four arms. Normally, this rush would be quite standard; however, at times, a shadowy arm would suddenly expel itself from his body to deliberately strike Teresa in confusing ways. Meanwhile, he would attempt to remain near the stairs. Though he appeared to want to cut her to pieces, just like he mentioned earlier, it was very clear that he wanted to move upstairs and actually accomplish what he had come here to do.

[Teresa]

An interesting development that turned out to be little more than more empty words. That’s how Teresa felt now that she watched the loud mouth run away with its tail between its legs. The spear that formed from the floor in order to adhere to her order had been successful in piercing the soft underbelly although it seemed he was fast enough to avoid immediate defeat. Teresa though wasn’t able to keep a direct eye on him afterwards as the shadow replica had a hold on her for a moment.

A little remark was all it took though and although she was almost certain she’d gain control of the shadow it wasn’t disappointing to see the end result. Although she didn’t gain control of the shadow she did get free and then could see that her method of temporary control was able to counter the ability of this other Hollow in its entirety. She didn’t have to wait long or theorize why for herself long though as the Hollow made things entirely clear on his own the moment after his shadow just broke apart and sank down to nothingness.

The method by which the shadow was ended though was incredibly dramatic, enough that Teresa had to question whether it would be wise to end another should the need arise in the same way. Now though the corridor was quiet and clear which meant Teresa could hear and see everything around her. The only thing of note that she could recognize was the breach in the wall that the Hollow had just made using his own body. Gone the moment afterwards followed by faint sounds coming from above.

“Seems I’m not the only one dealing with the unwelcome.”

A simple statement and Teresa lost the chance to find her foe. A moment of inexperience that extended this battle and one she recognized now as a mistake. Whispers here and then gone, constantly moving from one spot to another telling Teresa that this Hollow like the shadow he had utilized was one to stick to the dark. Standing still Teresa sways her upper body attempting to find the Hollow while doing her best to keep calm. “Shield me from harm.” She whispers to the floor beneath her.

Teresa’s demeanor was that of someone still confident yet not blinded by the possibility of harm as she hears the words continuing to come. Although she wasn’t really sure what a yen was she was smart enough to assume that it must be the form of money this other Hollow was familiar with while it had been human. Teresa being from Europe possessed no extensive knowledge due to her time period yet it wouldn’t keep her from remarking. “Doesn’t matter how much you bet when it’s your life on the line. A life that’ll soon belong to me.”

Time began to move faster and faster once again in this conflict as another shadow, this one slightly different, made itself visible to Teresa. The strange lack of a face yet the appearance of a smile and eyes was displacing for her. No move was made against her though making Teresa question if it would only make a move if she committed the first. A shadow following suit so could this one only move in a counter manner? Focusing her reiatsu for a moment was all it would take for Teresa to prep her next command.

Teresa wasn’t sure and didn’t have time to test out the theory as another hall was smashed through and the laughter then continued once more. Rushing in on her as if at any moment he could explode otherwise Teresa stayed still trusting in her commands although she could feel the nagging pull of worry in the back of her neck. This wasn’t something that she could claim as everyday, experiencing a battle against one of her own was much less predictable. Slashing towards her with his arms, the hollow would find his arms blocked by the floor rising up in between them.

It wouldn’t be enough though as the repeated hits from multiple arms managers to not only crack the makeshift wall immediately but would shatter it after the second sequence of hits. The floor being made from a stone material was strong for the average yet couldn’t protect Teresa from so many attempts featuring large claws. Ruble scraped away after each hit sent flying through the air and onto the ground. “Choke him dead.” Teresa declares the moment her foe's claws touched her shield. The result was a section of the floor to the side of Teresa launching itself upwards as a projectile in the shape of a hand. Her foe dead set on bringing down her wall likely wouldn’t realize anything until after he’d start to choke as the hand of stone squeezes his windpipe.

Remaining Reiatsu: 780/880
Influir en el Mundo: {2x} (-50)

[Sonadora]

The grinning shadow would continue to stare at Teresa in the silence that followed the end of its words. It did absolutely nothing from that point on, instead only standing there and letting its woeful appearance intimidate Teresa to an extent. No one would blame the Hollow for feeling threatened by it; after all, its disgustingly-wide grin almost covered the entirety of part of the shadowy figure that was supposed to represent its head, and its eyes appeared sunken with small red irises beaming in the dark. However, should she have had the time to observe it further, she would have been able to notice that it was nothing more than a face on top of a shadowy figure, the image of a pair of eyes and a mouth seemingly conjured by spiritual energy. It itself had no effect on the environment surrounding it, no physical power beyond its ability to speak. In so doing, she had no need to fear it. What she instead needed to fear was the fact that it was a source of distraction, which gave just the right opening for the hyena to strike once more.

There was almost no time for the antlered one to prepare herself after the beast breached through the wall nearest to her, though fortunately, the command that she had given to the floor below her was able to allot her some time. He would attack rapidly, aggressively, with each of his claw swipes attempting to puncture the floor that had risen between them. "My life will soon belong to you?" The creature would laugh loudly during his assault, attacking the wall which had been formed with such strength that it would start cracking from the pressure. Pieces would fly away from it, torn from the wall with such violence that they found themselves crashed into a nearby piece of furniture seconds later, then chunks. He was admittedly a formidable opponent, albeit a very bothersome one deliberately attempting to set Teresa off with his annoying dialect. "I wouldn't be saying that if I was in your place, hiding behind that shitty little wall!"

The wall in question would become more and more torn down to pieces as time would go on, cast into rubble onto the progressively-damaged floor below that will most likely not be usable for Teresa any time soon. In fact, the floor was becoming so damaged by Teresa's ability, so utterly warped by her power, that parts of it seemed about to cave in to reveal the basement below. Even so, the hyena did not care, or at least not physically so. He continued his assault with that wicked smile of his, with a large body that was brimming with spiritual energy. "I know exactly what you're going to do next," he would say as the last pieces of the wall started to crumble before him, grinning so widely known that it was as if the shadow from earlier was suddenly now standing right before the antlered one, almost face-to-face. "You're going to bark another one of your orders to catch me off-guard, just like the good little princess you are." 

It was hardly surprising that he was able to understand Teresa's ability, as it is somewhat easy to understand upon observing it from an outsider's point of view. However, to so proudly proclaim his understanding of her power was nothing short of preposterous. He was truly the kind of Hollow that always saw himself as superior above all, the one true monster who could rule every single one of his brethren through sheer might and cunning alone. Considering the kind of person the antlered one was, perhaps he made for quite the formidable opponent. Either that, or a loathsome one whose behavior could not be tolerated for much longer. Regardless of which opinion of him Teresa may hold of him, a being of such emotional ignorance should never ever reach the floors above. If he does, he will consume the Souls that Sonadora has worked so hard to prepare for testing and then feeding, and then he will potentially kill her before fleeing into the night.

Unfortunately, it seemed as though heading upstairs was the objective he was progressively showcasing to Teresa as they would fight. After the declaration of his knowledge of the antlered one's next move, he would suddenly stop before crouching low, so low that he was almost on all fours. This would not only allow him to dodge the incoming hand that was meant to grab him, but also prepare his next move unbeknownst to Teresa, for the shadowy figure from before would slowly start changing. The image of eyes and a grin would start developing into proper features as the figure became less indistinct and more so clear. Its body would become more defined and detailed until it would eventually take the form of the shadow from before. The figure remained still in the dark for a brief moment after its transformation was complete, though in the meantime, the hyena would let out its cruel laugh once again before launching its claws right towards the antlered one's throat. "Come on, princess! That can't be everything you've got. Show me more! It's only a matter of time before I end up consuming your soul."

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Meanwhile, outside, more Humans had gathered on the sidewalk. They were standing there cautiously, as though afraid to potentially get themselves hurt by approaching the building any further. At this point, the noise that came from entrance hall was so loud that many believed that something bad was happening inside. The old man from before had suggested a gas leak at first, though now, he and the others were starting to think that it was something much, much worse. The worker - the one person who had shown the greatest amount of concern for the people who lived within the apartment - had made sure to call the authorities as soon as he possibly could after the old man prevented him from going inside. It was unclear how many of these authorities were going to come, but judging by the severity of what was currently happening, it was possible that at least two police cars would be called to the scene for investigation.

Sonadora, the poor imp, watched the people outside from one of the windows above. She had finished regrouping the Humans into the room, though it was needless to say that, now, this was definitely going to get her some incredibly-unwanted attention. First, the vulture came, and now she would most likely have to deal with the police officers and the people outside too. It was a disaster. "What an absolute waste," her charred voice huffed before she would look back towards the room in which she had sealed the many Humans within. The door was not locked, but it was closed, and that was more than enough to box the broken ones within. "If I had been granted more time, this never would have happened." Slowly, she would look back towards the Humans outside, then towards the end of the hallway where the stairs were located. She could hear the battle between Teresa and the vulture still raging on from the noises coming from it. Eventually, she would find herself clenching her sharp fangs against one another, then heading towards the room where the Humans were located. I must consume then quickly before he comes. I will not allow him to ridicule me any further!

However, before she would reach the door, she would find herself stopping in her tracks before looking back at the noisy stairs. A part of her felt as though she could not let Teresa fight the vulture alone. She needed allies at this point in time, people which she can trust, and so far, only the antlered one has fulfilled that criteria. She could consume the souls and then abandon her to her fate, but if she does, she may lose a potential ally or form an enemy that will grow to loathe her for her inaction. In thought, she would consider the consequences of each of her decisions as much as she possibly could, pondering on the matter for some time. Eventually, she would let out a long sigh and turn herself towards the stairs. May this decision of mine be fruitful.

And with that, she headed towards the stairs, in the direction of the battle below.

[Teresa]

This one really was proving to be more irritating than almost any other that she’d come across, it didn’t matter if they had been Human, Shinigami or Hollow. This strange one that looked like a dog of sorts was perhaps the worst. She’d faced down more than she would have ever expected as a human girl, but it was something she’d come to accept as a Hollow. This one though would give her no pleasant outcome. It was a pain to listen to and devouring its flesh was going to be disgusting, a sensation that she couldn’t focus on at the moment otherwise it would overcome her.

Dropping down low enough that the hand formed from the ground proved ineffective against her foe left Teresa with the disadvantage that she attempted to mitigate by hopping backwards and raising her right hand. He had taken more than enough time to break through the wall which told her he didn’t have the strength to destroy the stone easily. So she just had to use something even stronger than the stone to end this foe. Thankfully Teresa was standing inside a modern building with quite a few options. One of them she happened to be near was a desk or security checkpoint?

Either way it was a section in this lobby that had three sides covered in metal. Teresa was keeping her focus on the Hollow knowing that he likely could disappear to attack once again from a different spot, at the same time though moving her head from side to side in order to do the same with the shadow. It would really start to look like she’d been outwitted and now was little more than a little girl afraid that she had been beaten. Her lower back touching the top of the counter told Teresa she was there and ready as he laughed.

“Slice him.”

Immediately one of the sides to the desk formed from metal flung out towards the Hollow moving through the air angled like a blade with a square shape. What was moving towards the hollow now was essentially a large shuriken ready to cut him through the center. He’d shown he could handle similar things before, but he was getting overconfident now and right as he’d get to see the metal sheet flying towards him, he’d hear the voice of the female standing against him once again.

“Slice him in two.”

A second one was moving right behind the first.

Remaining Reiatsu: 730/880
Influir en el Mundo: {2x} (-50)

[Sonadora]

The entrance hall Teresa stood in was not as modern as she believed it to be. Though it appeared as such from the outside, as it seemed to be a relatively-fresh apartment complex, this particular building was built several years ago in order to act as a simple home for those who went to work in this industrial district of Tokyo. In so doing, much of the building was not quite up to date. It still harbored many elements of the late 90s and early 2000s within its design, from the way its many halls spread forward endlessly in a number of rooms and its concrete stairs headed upward without any sort of fancy design. Their cameras were not even completely up-to-date, instead being older models. There was absolutely nothing special about this place, but it was more than enough for the people who inhabited it for the time being; after all, the only thing they needed out of it was proximity to their work. Unfortunately for them, perhaps they did need more security measures at the end of it all. They would have maybe been made aware of Sonadora's infiltration a bit sooner if that were the case.

With that said, the entrance hall did have some elements that made it stand out in comparison to other halls which may be found in other buildings of the sort. Though it served more as a ground floor for the apartment complex to store even more people within it, which explained the empty rooms the canine Hollow found himself thrown into after he barged through the walls, there was a desk which was typically used every now and then by the owner of the the complex. The desk itself was at the far end of the ground floor hall, and resembled more so a counter with a window than an actual desk. Behind that window were what you would expect from such an installation, namely a couple of sheets containing the names of those who lived within the complex as well as a few pens here and there. There was also a telephone and a printer. Between the last two devices, the printer was the most modern of them all, having apparently been purchased either this year or the one before.

Either way, its existence did not matter. Well, it did not matter to the hyena, at the very least, as he lunged towards Teresa and attempted to strike her down. It was very clear to him that he was not giving much thought to the context behind what was surrounding him and instead was much more focused onto the task at hand, which was to defeat the antlered one and then head onward towards the upper floor so that he could consume the souls Sonadora has kept for herself. That alone was absolutely unsurprising; after all, however the owner of this building handled those who resided within it was a subject that was so mundanely Human that beings such as they will never give it any form of attention for more than perhaps a maximum of five seconds. However, what was important here was not what the owner was doing at this counter-like desk. Instead, for a being such as Teresa, it was the desk that harbored their work.

Though the canine firmly appeared to have the upper hand in this fight, his arrogance would make for a very poignant moment of inattention as his blood thirst brought him to the antlered one. As he prepared his shadow and continued his seemingly-endless assault onto his rival, his confidence would appear to be an all-time high. In his ravenous mind, he most likely believed that he had the ultimate upper hand here and that there was nothing that Teresa could do to stop him. No one could blame him for feeling this way. He knew her ability to a certain degree, had an accurate approximation of its limits and the ones associated with her physical capabilities, and also was fully aware of the antlered one's main attitude or at the very least the attitude that she predominantly has been showcasing ever since they crossed one another's path. In every sense of the word, he really should be capable of beating her so long as he was patient with her... but he was not.

While the creature would attempt to strike down his opponent, he would fail to notice the latter reach for the desk. In his many lunges and laughs, he would be unable to notice the antlered one touch the desk counter, and in so doing, he would be unable to predict what Teresa was going to do next. It happened quickly. Instantly, as the blades of steel sprouted from desk, the first would cleave right through him, and the second would go even further through his chest. All it took was a second or so, and it was more than enough for Teresa to completely cut what was meant to be a fearsome opponent in two. The canine would stop his assault after he got hit, blinking in shock as he realized what's happened, then would look down to see what had occurred. He almost seemed to be in disbelief. "Huh..." he'd let out as the top of his body slowly started to slide off his bottom half. "I guess this princess really has more tricks up her sleeve."

Once the top of his body slid off completely, it would fall onto the ground, causing only but the bottom half to remain standing in front of the antlered one. For a brief moment, it would almost seem as though she had totally won this battle. The canine had been cut in two, and as far as history has proven, that typically tends to be a fatal injury. However, should she find herself observing the remains, she would rapidly realize that something was wrong. First, no blood had been spilled off from the creature's body. Despite being cut in two, none of the walls or the floor were covered in the red liquid, which was odd. Second, she would be unable to see the insides of his body as the wound that has been created would only allow her to gaze at two pits of absolute darkness. Finally... the creature's head was staring right at her from the floor, still smirking so proudly and sickeningly. "Unfortunately for you, I have lots of tricks up my sleeve as well."

Whether Teresa reacts by finishing off the head completely or not, the remains would eventually suddenly darken until they both became only figures of absolute black. Once this process was completed, they then started melting before returning to the shadows that resided within the area. Meanwhile, the more-detailed shadow which has been standing away from her all this time would slowly lose its dark and become more colored, pronounced... until it became the creature. After his body was completely formed, he would start clapping with a quieter rendition of his signature laughter. It was very clear that he was doing so only to deride Teresa. "You really should have seen that one coming! Maybe you should read more manga. They can give you so much inspiration," he mocked before he let out the equivalent of a soft growl as he eyed the stairs once again. This time, he showed impatience once again, but for something else altogether. "Well, this was fun, but you're starting to bore me. I've wasted too much time as is." 

Before he could decide to head towards the stairs proper, the being would pause as the entire hall would suddenly start being covered in what appeared to be fog. It slowly rolled in from the ceiling and walls, as though it came from above, and washed over him like a wet veil of white. "Huh...?" He'd find himself letting out as he analyzed the area in an attempt to understand what was happening. For a moment, he would turn his head towards Teresa in the belief that she was the one behind the formation of this fog, though he would quickly understand that she was not the one responsible for it. This was somebody else's work... more precisely, the work of somebody who was currently on top of them. "So your master's ability is to create fog...? Heh. What a shitty ability." Despite his mockery, it was clear that he was only doing so to maintain his confidence. This could not just be normal fog. It's impossible for a Hollow like the one above who rendered all those Humans crazy to just be capable of creating something so simple.

While he would analyze the area, a noise akin to a footstep would suddenly cause him to look over his shoulder. The sight would immediately cause his blood to freeze. Right there, standing right by the entrance of the building, was a Shinigami. He stood tall, almost just as much as the canine, with a dash of black for hair and a striking blue eyes as sharp as one would expect from a warrior of the celestial realm. The sight of the man would cause the creature to briefly step back, way too taken aback by the fact that a slayer of his kind appeared so stealthily behind him in such a way. Naturally, the Shinigami took advantage and rushed onward with a stark war cry. He was slow and honestly not that impressive, but the fact he showed such bravery in the face of two Hollows was enough to cause the canine to hesitate; after all, if such a puny man can do such a thing so readily, then that supposedly meant he was hiding something like the both of them.

This hesitation caused the Shinigami to actually land a hit on the hyena, which caused him to leave out a surprised cry. It didn't hurt, but it was more than enough to cause him to clench his sharp teeth angrily and rush the warrior down without hesitation. He was not going take this lightly! "You puny little shit!" He shouted as he viciously grabbed the Shinigami by the throat and dragged him right towards the main door. Before he could properly slam him against the door and potentially destroy it, however, he would suddenly find the man's body outright disappear in his hand, which would cause him to stand there in complete confusion. "What...? What the hell! Where did he go?!" As his understand of the situation started to crack, his confidence too began to falter. Growling, he looked back towards Teresa and shouted: "Hey, princess! You're the one doing this, are you?! What the hell kind of order did you give to spawn that Shiniga-"

Just as he was about to finish his sentence, the entrance door would then violently open before smashing itself into his back, causing it to let out another cry before looking back at it and witnessing that the door... was closed. Taking a step back from it, he would attempt to analyze the area before, suddenly, three pieces of stone that composed the wall Teresa had constructed around herself moments prior launched towards his position, which forced him to raise an arm to protect himself. The assault wasn't even done yet, as soon after, glass from frames displaying various photos of past residents of the apartment complex would suddenly break and be launched towards him. This caused him to be hit from all sides, which would naturally confuse him greatly and make him flail his arms around in protest. Again, he was not hurt, but something was wrong. He was starting to feel... tired, exhausted. "Tch...! You...! Your stupid master...!"

There was no doubt about it. This was the work of Sonadora.

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{Techniques in Use (Reiatsu: 820/900 | Holy Veil : 3 Posts Remaining) }

Technique Name: Holy Veil

Technique Type: Custom Hollow Technique | Fog Manipulation

Technique Element: None

Usable by: Hollow

Class: 1-7

Technique Reiatsu Cost: 250 (Vasto Lorde), 40 (Adjuchas), 15 (Gillian), 10 (Stray)

Technique Description and Effects

A basic technique which represents Sonadora's control over her primordial ability. The creature allows minuscule pores present all over her skin to open, causing reiatsu formed in her body to be driven out in the form of a thick fog using her as its epicenter. The fog in question is white in appearance, draping the area in a veil of white that renders everything surrounding a living being difficult to perceive. From afar, it appears as a vaguely-cubic aerosol that is otherwise physically imperceptible from its natural counterpart. Its effects are in hindsight also identical to the latter's, rendering any environment it is present in damp and humid. Should a living being be present in this fog, the Embraced state will be applied to their soul. This allows Sonadora to sense their position in the fog by detecting the shape of the aerosol around the bodies of her targets, permitting her to identify what she may be facing depending on the information available to her, and employ the use of Daydreams against them in order to apply the Slumbered state to their soul.

Although its main supernatural use stops there, the fog can also be utilized in a more advanced fashion by the Hollow should it possess the mastery to do so, notably by using it as a form of camouflage or intimidation. For instance, with focus, she can bring the fog to only drape her body and make herself appear grander than she is with it. Additionally, this same focus can also allow her to forcibly push the epicenter of the fog away from herself for means of distraction or offense.


Drawbacks and Weaknesses

Considering that the fog is composed of Sonadora's own reiatsu, it can be difficult for the creature to keep it active in a certain area for a long period of time. Unless the fog is only delimited to the very pores of her skin, simply deciding to cover an area with it requires an initial amount of reiatsu to be spent depending on her Class. Once this value is spent, half of that value must then be spent again three posts later in order to maintain the fog. The fog's size and the range of visibility available to a being located within it are also rather limited as the both of these factors are as well delimited by the Hollow's Class. The values in question can be seen below:

Class	Maximum Size	Maximum Visibility
Vasto Lorde	100m	35m
Adjuchas	75m	30m
Gillian	50m	20m
Stray	25m	10m

The fog is also not invincible. Like any other normal fog, it can be pushed away by a large amount of hot air colliding with it so long as the air in question is also made with or simply affected by one's reiatsu. This rids any target which was previously located within it of the Embraced or Slumbered state if they are successful, removing Sonadora's influence upon their soul.

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Technique Name: Messenger of God

Technique Type: Custom Hollow Technique | Daydream Being

Technique Element: None

Usable by: Hollow

Class: 1-7

Technique Reiatsu Cost: 250 (50% stats), 80 (25% stats), 10 (no stats)

Technique Description and Effects

The most powerful Daydream that Sonadora can ever conjure with the extent of her ability. The creature conjures what it refers to as a Messenger of God, the equivalent of a puppet at her disposal. It possesses no thoughts or free will, and bends itself to all the commands that the Hollow gives to it. Without command, they are devoid of motion. The totality of its appearance can be decided by Sonadora altogether, which can allow them to appear as a member of any race, even mindless animals. This, for instance, allows them to appear as mere bystanders during battle or as a clone of a target.

The primary purpose of a Messenger of God is to provide trickery and confusion on a battlefield. They are to be used as decoys or as mere elements of the environment to distract targets from danger. Due to this, they are rather weak and, if stricken, can be easily defeated. However, alternatively, a Messenger can also be blessed with a fraction of Sonadora's power in order to act as a proper weapon at her disposal once the Hollow becomes an Adjuchas. These Messengers possess either a quarter or half of the Hollow's stats, and can fight on her behalf for at least three posts before she needs to spend any more reiatsu to maintain them on the field. Once she reaches the state of Vasto Lorde, she will be able to create Messengers possessing half of her stats.

All attacks received from a Messenger of God applies 50 Fatigue to a target if they possess half of Sonadora's stats. Otherwise, they instead apply 25 Fatigue.


Drawbacks and Weaknesses

Despite how convincing it may seem, the appearance of a Messenger of God is not perfect, as there are many signs within it which can reveal its true nature to targets. Like any Daydream, it is incapable of actually causing any physical damage to a target, as it instead only conveys exhaustion, meaning that it cannot actually have any effect on the environment, no matter how many times they may attempt to damage it. This includes Messengers which happen to possess weaponry such as Zanpakuto, Fullbring, Dolls, fangs or claws. They leave no fingerprints or footprints, cannot apply pressure to an object surrounding them, and cannot be affected by something like snow or rain. Additionally, they are also incapable of executing ranged attacks as they must explicitly hit the target with a melee attack in order to cause any exhaustion to it. Any ranged attack caused by them is only an illusion and cannot be treated as real.

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Technique Name: Word of God (Name) (x6)

Technique Type: Custom Hollow Technique | Single Daydream

Technique Element: None

Usable by: Hollow

Class: 1-7

Technique Reiatsu Cost: 250 (Decree), 40 (Order), 15 (Command), 10 (Name)

Technique Description and Effects

One of Sonadora's simplest Daydreams that can be conveyed to those Embraced by the fog. The creature conjures an obstacle around the target's vicinity meant to strike it from any direction. For the purpose of stealth and intimidation, these obstacles often take the form of a rather-mundane object located within the environment which surrounds the target. These include falling construction equipment, electrical wires detaching themselves from nearby power lines, or sewage manholes suddenly being launched towards the target's direction due to an abrupt gas leak. The size of the object in question depends on the power of the Word, as seen below:

• Decree: Immense objects (planes, office buildings, electrical pylons, etc.) | 80 Fatigue
  
• Order: Large objects (trucks, suburb homes, power generators, etc.) | 60 Fatigue
  
• Command: Medium-sized objects (cars, furniture, etc.) | 40 Fatigue
  
• Name: Small objects (toys, kitchenware, fragments of glass, etc.) | 20 Fatigue
  

Should the Hollow will it so, the Word of God can remain within the fog for more than just a single post, though an amount of reiatsu equal to the one that has been used to conjure it is required to be spent per additional post in order to do so. If this cannot be done, the Daydream will dissipate once a post has passed or it has hit the target, conveying mental exhaustion to its soul.


Drawbacks and Weaknesses

Like any Daydream, a Word of God is incapable of actually causing any physical damage to a target, as it instead only conveys exhaustion. It cannot be changed once it has been conjured, and it cannot be lengthened or rendered smaller by any means after the fact. Additionally, the more powerful a Word of God is, the more reiatsu Sonadora will need in order to execute it, so much so that the very potency of the reiatsu currently at her disposal may be unavailable until she reaches a higher stage of the Hollow evolutionary process. This reflects in the fact that she can only start casting a Command as a Gillian, an Order as an Adjuchas, and a Decree as a Vasto Lorde.

[Teresa]

This was definitely getting more then redundant TEresa thought as she watched the metal blades move forward slicing through the body of the Hollow hyena. Almost right away she noticed the difference between the separation of this Hollow’s body and what should have actually happened. Teresa hadn’t been a Hollow for very long compared to most, but she’d killed more than her fair share already and could now recognize what injuries should look like and this didn’t match up with what she had just done to him. As if to just confirm it further she could see the smile across his face while his upper body laid on the ground. Devouring him was starting to seem like more and more of a punishment than a reward as Teresa knew that just meant she’d be forced to deal with him forever instead of ending his irritating existence now.

Holding out her right hand Teresa was ready to start sending out more of the environment, but wasn’t sure really where to target given his body looked strange. That’s when it clicked for her, right before his body began to break down Teresa turned her head over to the shadow and watched as the hyena seemingly switched spots. A useful ability yet not one that he capitalized on. To Teresa she had just watched this arrogant idiot waste his one good chance at attacking her while she was truly unaware. Neither one of them had done much damage to the other and Teresa knew he was starting to get the hang of her ability while he had just revealed another aspect of his own, although she believed it to be a waste that didn’t mean he wasn't still hiding something else. Teresa had the feeling there was something else she could be doing, just unaware of what it was.

Ready to attack once again though Teresa watches as the fog begins to seep into the lobby. The knowledge that the Hollow from above was now coming down to handle her own attacker was annoying. She’d only been here after getting away from a group of shinigami that had come looking for her, now with no reason to stay here in this building after meeting the fog Hollow, this hyena had shown up and just run his mouth. Teresa truly felt nothing more than irritation at the moment knowing that in her view she’d just been wasting time and energy when she should have been eating some of the humans in this city to further her strength before her return to the city called Karakura. Teresa was fine to witness the workings of the fog though and how they pushed this loud mouth around.

It wasn’t until the end though when he shouted once more enraging Teresa by the mere comment that she was owned by someone else! “Embrace him.” Teresa speaks commanding the ground beneath his feet once more. This time though it didn’t shape itself into a spike to impale his underbelly, nor did it even take the form of something to cause him harm. Instead it opened into a pit dropping him down several feet and then closing back up around his lower body as if the floor itself was hugging him. The hyena would have to break free from the floor while surrounded by the fog now. Teresa wanted to make this one suffer more and now really didn’t care to eat him at all so long as his suffering was more than even starvation could grant.

Remaining Reiastu: 705/880
Influir en el Mundo: (-25)

[Sonadora]

The arrogant one took note of Teresa as he switched places with his shadowy self. Despite his efforts to downplay and to underestimate, it was becoming ever-so-clearer to him that he was losing the upper hand. This creature's ability was apparently much stronger than his, something which showed in the way she manipulated the environment around her in order to assault him, and she was not at all hesitant in using it to its fullest extent against him if she believed the action to be noteworthy. Worse, it felt as though she had not at all been shaken by his attitude even but once ever since this skirmish between he and she has begun. At first, he had honestly thought he could handle it. Really, at a first glance, it didn't seem like much, and he has seen many strange abilities before during his hunts. However, now, it really did feel as though any wrong move could lead him to an easy doom. Maybe this all wasn't worth it.

And now, this damned foggy one... He had not expected Sonadora to appear in the slightest. She did know much about her beyond her name, mostly because he had somewhat learned of it from some of his fellow brethren across Tokyo. All that he knew of her was that, once, she was a fearsome monster who stood taller than the most and supposedly could force anyone to do her bidding if she ever wanted to. That was not what he had seen of her so far, however. It had been a few days since he had been keeping an eye on her, and aside from the fact that she was somehow capable of storing Humans alive without much difficulty, she appeared more so as a pathetic wimp than anything else, something to rule over and to abuse. Now, he knew why this thing was so feared. Perhaps he had caught her while she wasn't using her fog, which was why she was so puny in reality. Whatever it was... it was extremely dangerous.

So, as Sonadora suddenly appeared and began to use her ability onto the hyena, he tried to understand it even further. Somehow, it was creating Shinigami out of thin air, and was causing things to both occur and not occur. It was also making him tired. Not physically tired, as in when one is exhausted after having ran a mile, but rather mentally tired, like his mind was slowly wanting to go to sleep. Eventually, despite the fact that he was becoming sleepier and also more stressed due to Teresa still standing right there in front of him, he began to put two and two together. This fog was creating illusions. They were not normal illusions, but they were illusions nonetheless, mere creations that were really not there to begin with. The Shinigami? He never existed. Most likely, he probably was just some poor fool Sonadora found herself consuming a long time ago. The door and the stone pieces that were launched at him? They never once moved. In other words... this fog will remain incredibly dangerous to him for as long as he remains inside of it or Sonadora remains alive.

The thought made him smirk. Of course it wouldn't be so simple. Something so puny couldn't have already made herself that kind of reputation without something to back it up. He had underestimated her, and now, he was not only stuck with her, but also stuck with a being that was on par with him on a combative level. In a way, it was funny. So funny, in fact, that it made him chuckle his frustrations away. "Oh, man... Alright, alright..." he mumbled as he stood in the hallway, trying to see what he could do here. As to be expected, his options were limited. He had angered the antlered one once again, from the looks of it, and Sonadora was somewhere around this place producing this fog. The first option at his disposal, from what he could gather, was attacking Teresa head-on once again. Given all that's happened so far, it didn't feel as though that was going to be a good idea. The second option at his disposal was to find Sonadora and deal with her before Teresa deals with him. Another bad idea, considering the both of them can affect the environment together so long as he is within the fog.

That leaves with a third option. Since he had come here for a very specific purpose, he had never considered going with that option before. However, it was becoming clearer to him now that that was probably the most viable thing he could do here. It was either that or death. So, as Teresa ordered the floor to "embrace him", he made his move. With a hop, he pushed himself backwards towards the main door of the building... then used Ulcera to pass right through it. This would cause him to appear right outside of the building, away from Teresa, away from Sonadora. Out here, out of sight and out of mind, there was no way he was going to be affected by either of their abilities. He would be safe. "Ha! If I can't fight you inside, princess, then I'll just find a way to get what I want from the outside!" He shouted at Teresa from behind the door, not paying any attention to the few Humans that had congregated not far from the main door.

The inside of the room would become silent in the moment after the hyena left the building. There would be no sounds in the slightest, not even the small familiar buzzing of flies or other insects. The fog would remain around Teresa, remaining there to search for the arrogant one. Eventually, however, the silence would be broken above on the upper floors by the sound of glass shattering, and soon after, the fog would disappear. "Tch!" A noise akin to a very rough, charred hiss of a reptilian creature would erupt from the nearby stairs, then followed by a rapid chain of what appeared to be footsteps on the floors above. It was doubtful that Teresa would not need much more to understand what was happening at this point in time. The arrogant one had decided to leave the battle and get what he wanted behind the back of Sonadora, far away from the antlered one's influence. He did it all quite rapidly too, which was a very impressive feat in of itself, all things considered.

If Teresa wishes to go upstairs to investigate, whether it be by accessing the stairs or by using Ulcera herself, she would soon be able to find something on the sixth floor where Sonadora had stored the Humans. Well, rather, she could hear things. It sounded like a pretty intense skirmish, all things considered, with a notable amount of fog being present all around the vicinity. Eventually, however, the noise would stop again, and if she reaches the end of the sixth floor proper, she will be able to find Sonadora standing next to the door in a room. The room itself was bloody. Extremely so. There were corpses everywhere, with dismembered limbs, dislodged eyes, and brain matter scattered all across it. A window had been savagely opened to the point of being destroyed, but aside from that, the rest of the room was absolutely vandalized. On top of the carnage lied a few broken Humans here and there who had somehow survived the ordeal. In total, there was about maybe five or six.

Sonadora was panting quietly as she gazed at the room. The fog was covering her, and so the purple slits were once again the only elements of her form that could be seen clearly. However, even so, it was clear that the panting was not one of exhaustion, but rather of rage. It was emotional, an attempt to contain anger and frustration. Despite this, she would never hiss or appear monstrous. Instead, she would slowly recover. It was slow and steady, but after a time, she was standing as straight as she possibly could behind the fog. "All because of a miscalculation..." her burned voice would mutter with quiet vitriol as she took breath after breath. Should Teresa had decided to come join her then, she would give her a glance, then let out a sigh. "I thank you for what you have done here. You have not done this for me, but I appreciate your actions nonetheless. Even so, my weakness shall not be your burden. Take the survivors, if you so wish, as compensation. I shall seek an alternative." 

There was no point in hiding her intentions here to Teresa. So far, the antlered one had proven to her that she was more than just a simple Hollow, and that she - despite appearances - was not entirely selfish. Perhaps, by sacrificing these Humans and therefore risking her very own sanity by challenging her hunger, a partnership will be better constructed. Frankly, it appears as though it is the only fruitful thing that could be gathered from this terrible event, for the vulture has made sure to put her entire plans to rest in one fell swoop.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

Graded as a JT since it wasn't specified.

136 paragraphs = 680 TP

Sonadora: 60 TP for class 8 human