Queenmaker [NDE Hard Adventure]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Name: Queenmaker

Participants: Teresa

Location: Hueco Mundo.

Difficulty Level: Hard.

Setting: NDE.

Plotline: Anti-Las Noches factions of hollows and Arrancar have been beginning to form around Hueco Mundo, and a certain Hollow has been given the option to take advantage of this to cause some chaos.

Estimated Enemy Strength: 4

Estimated Time Until Completion: No clue. Probably 5-7 pages.

Starts: Now.

Special Conditions: None at the moment, to be determined depending on how the thread goes.

[Teresa]

The world around cold, wet, the scent so overpowering that everything else seemed to only be an afterthought. This wasn’t a place worthy of appetite, the only aspect of Teresa that bled through the fog of her evolution. Her mind a theme park of depravity after she had been unleashed from her prison upon existence. Her presence in the human world led to more than a dozen lives being consumed. Time and time again prey would seek her out with the intention of putting her feast to an end, only for them to be another serving.

Now though it seemed the feast was over. She hadn’t eaten in days, her hunger steadily growing as she sit quietly in the dark knowing that if she made a play soon after her last hunt, she'd only draw the attention of her adversaries. This place was no longer suitable, something that she realized through the depths of her consciousness which led to her slipping through the world. An ability that she hadn’t intentionally used but occurred all the same which led to the small Adhucha landing on the sand that she cursed only months prior. She was back in the endless sands where everything tasted like SHIT.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

The sands of Hueco Mundo have always been known for being rather unforgiving. Hollows constantly vying for control over one another, seeking to place themselves into a better place within the world. For one such hollow, a repetition of this cycle of damnation and endless hunger is far from unknown; quite the opposite, in fact. For one such hollow, this hunger was much more acute; something she'd have to deal with more often than not, and something she seemed to be growing aptly accustomed to. Such was the life of Teresa.

As the Gillian made her way to Hueco Mundo, she'd immediately be able to make note of the fact that something felt off about the landscape. Instead of just the standard spread out hollow reiatsu signatures throughout the sands, things would feel much more... clumped together than the normal signatures of the sands. So much so that even those without any sensory ability at all would find it relatively easy to pick up on these flexed signals let off by other hollows. It seemed that something much larger than a singular individual was going on in the sands. Something Teresa would soon find herself involved in.

Hueco Mundo, in recent times, has been since torn apart from an organizational standpoint. Hollows around Las Noches had since begun to form a rebellion of sorts, leaving other anti-Las Noches groups to form, and resulting in those defending the structure and sanctity of the city itself to make themselves known in due time. Something like this was going to set up for numerous things; one of which, likely circulating through the young hollow's head, was the prospect of a feast no matter the side in which she chose to affiliate with.

[Teresa]

"No no no! Not here!"

Teresa screams as she gets to her feet feeling the sand beneath her, the scenery of an endless desert in the blank of night. This was the last place she ever wanted to be everything here was inedible. Nothing here could be stomached because everything here was Hollow. Whether she could find something here didn't matter it was why she had stayed in the human world. That place may have more danger with the adversaries constantly trying to get her, but it was rewarding as well. In roughly half a year by feeding on the spiritually gifted at a regular rate she was able to evolve. Here there was no telling if she'd be able to progress at all when she couldn't even keep anything down her gullet.

Turning around a few times to gaze upon her surroundings Teresa saw nothing and felt a rage build up in her that she hadn't experienced before whether she'd been a Hollow or human. It wasn't directed at anyone that she could think of it was more like a blind rage just aimless yet potent. It'd take her about a minute to begin calming down and realize that she could feel others around the area. Something that she hadn't been able to do before whether it had been here or anywhere else. Something that she didn't know anyone could do. It didn't feel like she was smelling them nor touching them, but she could tell they were there all the same.

Whatever the reason Teresa didn't have anything better to do in this vacant space and thus began to make her way over towards the nearest thing she felt. She wasn't sure what she could possibly gain from this though as she doubted that anything Hollow could taste adequate enough to eat.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As Teresa made her way through the sands to the nearest spiritual signature she could find, she'd likely feel the whirring by of two smaller stray hollows buzzing passed her, seemingly minding their own business and headed in the same spot she was, though at a rather heightened pace, compared to her. Anyone could tell that something was up with those two, and they had to have been in a hurry for a reason. If she called for them, she'd get no response. If she'd continue to follow them, she'd find out exactly why.

Assuming she did decide to follow, Teresa was very quickly going to find herself standing in front of a rather large complex out in the middle of the sands; certainly nothing on scale with Hueco Mundo, but a rather nicely-sized building nonetheless. Almost as soon as she'd arrive, an Adjuchas, taking on an appearance similar to that of a larger bear, would make their way outside of the complex with a rather noteworthy roar.

"Ground your feet," the hollow said, his voice deep with hints of aggression laced through his words, "I'm not particularly in the mood to dirty my claws with someone such as yourself. We're currently busy around here, so-" upon taking a closer look at Teresa, the hollow seemed to squint toward her. "Wait. You're not from around here, are you? I've had my troops scout everything from here to the West Sands, and not once have any of them made mention of anyone - or anything - like yourself. What brings you here, traveler?"

Seeming to relax, the bear simply sat down into the sands with a thud, keeping up a guard nonetheless, but showing forth a lack of combative drive toward Teresa. It seemed that he was going to take the opportunity to try to remain as civil as he could, looking to avoid any kind of skirmish at the moment. Aside from that, the bear simply sat in patience, awaiting a response from the hollow in front of him.

[Teresa]

Making her way across the cold sand wasn’t something that Teresa could claim to enjoy. This was the same thing that she had gone through for what felt like weeks once she had gained freedom. Those endless nights that bled into one another with nothing to sate her hunger. This was the home of the Hollow from what she knew yet it wasn’t a place she ever would want to remain. This was the last time she’d want to ever be as everything looked the same and nothing tasted decent enough to keep down. A world of boredom and starvation. “No wonder so many lose their minds.”

A couple minutes of walking towards the closest thing she was feeling and Teresa heard the approach of something else from behind. Turning she spotted two other Hollows both of which could fly and were coming towards her. She was ready to eliminate them, but as they got closer she realized they bore her no ill will. Standing still she only turned as they passed and her theory was confirmed. “Guess I’m not the only one with that destination.” Although she wouldn’t hurry she made her way to the town of Hollows. Something that she hadn’t come across the first time she’d been in the desert.

Looking around Teresa saw quite a few Hollows although she couldn’t tell how powerful any of them may be, all the same though a few caught her eye. “They’d be useful, although I wonder if I have to keep them down for it to work?” Teresa thought within her horned head. The ones that caught her eye she already knew could be useful to her if she devoured them yet her cursed tongue had not evolved when she had. She still just by being near all of them could tell they tasted foul.

The largest of them all including Teresa made its presence known. A large mammal that resembled a bear. Something that could definitely be beneficial although if he were the leader the risk of being in the town surrounded was grand. She’d stand proud of herself as she gained the attention of the leader. Her arms at her side as she stares down the Bear Hollow. “I felt others in this direction along with others and decided to investigate. I’m curious what’s happening, seems you’re ready for battle.”

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

The bear hollow let out a hearty laugh as Teresa mentioned the prospect of combat. Naturally she wasn't wrong, but there was much more than that going on. "Oh, there's much more than just that going on, girl. Nonetheless, welcome to our village in the sands. It's not all that much, but it's enough to get us by. I suppose I could be considered a 'village elder' of sorts; those around here call me Ursa Supremus. You are free to call me what you'd like. Though, I am inclined to ask your own name."

Assuming Teresa obliged Ursa, he'd nod with a grunt and continue to speak. "The lot of us here are a 'rebel group' of sorts, looking to cause what havoc we can against that dog, Souken Kouhai and his little army in Las Noches. Someone like him is not fit to rule; power should belong to the people, not some false king. Each day that passes we're slowly gaining larger numbers, with enough to hopefully tear down that castle and but that slimy bastard in his place." Holding out a paw to Teresa, Ursa continued. "I'm sure you could've expected something like this to come, but I'd like to extend my hand to you in open arms; if you're so willing, we could always use more numbers here. In return, you'll have a home here in the sands when you need a place to rest, free from the fear of constantly having to look over your shoulder."

Around the village, Teresa would have easily been able to make note of the business of the area around her. Various hollows of all different shapes and paths... getting along, for once. Something seemed to be keeping that primal hunger in check. Each of them seemed to be functioning as a small society, and quite well at that. Various conversations were to be had, some regarding how others days (or technically, nights) have been, while others were planning small-scale raids on the outskirts of Las Noches. Regardless, there seemed something was always able to be done, and the area was truly clay for Teresa to make use of how she saw fit.

[Teresa]

Something that Teresa never would have expected or dreamed of in the most untamed corners of her imagination while she had been human. . . Well maybe it had been there at some point, but to actually have a large bear speak to her! The sort of thing that children would die from excitement should it ever really happen. Despite what she was now a twinge of joy or perhaps bliss actually sparked in her cold empty craves of a soul. This one was definitely the strongest of all the Hollows that she’d seen in this little village although she was certain he was also the biggest.

“Ursa. I go by Teresa.”

The more human-like hands that she now acquired from her evolution made actually touching the bear paw in the same sort of gesture as shaking hands much easier. Teresa wasn’t certain that if her hands had reminded the same, she wouldn’t have accidentally cut Ursa’s paw. Listening to the reason for this little village and what they stood for Teresa absorbed the information that had been unknown previously. Perhaps she had been the only one to not know a name by Kouhai sat upon the throne of Hollows.

“I have no love for this desert. It’s cold, empty and everything tastes horrible. This Kouhai is no Hollow though? He sits as King over what’s deemed as our world? Nothing more than an insult to our species!” Teresa’s emotions were becoming far more clear now as she spat with venom. The knowledge that she had just been given turned her opinion on why she was here now. Just as she had told Ursa, hate was the only emotion she had for Heuco Mundo. For someone else to lay claim on it though was an insult to all Hollows.

“He dares to sit there as if he’s TAMED US!!!”

Anger boiling over everything else in her mind Teresa spiritual pressure would run while her Golden reiatsu burst forth from her body. Everything around her would be affected as the sand fled from her rage. Others would likely be pinned to the ground beneath her might as she deals with the insult towards her by someone she didn’t know. After a moment she’d stare at Ursa, her anger more than obvious now. “Where are these cowards who kneel to a false King! Bring me to them Ursa so they may accept the fate befitting of a tamed coward!”

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As the girl's spiritual pressure quickly threatened to engulf everything in the nearby vicinity, many a hollow either found themselves fleeing the village, or doing what they could in order to resist the crushing force of the girl's gravitational pressure; mostly to no avail. If she took note, Ursa's face quickly shifted to one of panic. "Calm your aggression!" Ursa shouted, "I won't allow harm to befall those in here! I understand you're unhappy about the way things currently are; that's why we're fighting for change! Senseless subjugation like this is pointless, however!"

Assuming Teresa contained herself even slightly, Ursa would grunt toward her. "Seems you've quite a spiritual prowess, there, Teresa. That said, please do what you can in order to contain that around here. The last thing we want is our forces scattering before we're able to get a stable frontline built up. I will lead you to the outskirts of Las Noches, but do be warned that I won't guarantee your safety in the meantime. Simply put, I'm unable to do so. Given your spiritual abilities, I'd like to assume you're combat capable though, no?

Standing up and turning away from Teresa, Ursa would speak once more. "Come, let us head to Las Noches. I look forward to seeing just what you're capable of. If you'd like, you may take residence on my back for the time being. Saves one of us the energy, at least; we might be able to get more done even with that small boon ahead of us. Don't you think?" If she mounted up on Ursa, the two would be off, travelling through the sand and away from the village they had originally met at. Moments later, the village would be nothing more than a speck over the horizon.

"Truthfully," Ursa said, "I'm quite surprised to hear you've no idea about Souken Kouhai. It's safe to assume you spend little time here in the sands of Hueco Mundo, correct? I supposed that'd make sense, but surely someone of his stature has made a reputation across the Three Worlds. i'd watch your back when dealing with that man, if I were you, Teresa. Best not rush head-on into a fight you're unable to finish, if you understand what I'm trying to say."

As the two of them eventually made their way to the outskirts of Las Noches, Teresa was going to quickly find that the area was nothing short of a battlefield; much unlike what was standard for Las Noches at the time. Groups of hollows across the miles of sand were engaged in bloody combat, with numerous different skirmishes happening all at once. Anyone would easily be able to tell that Ursa's village was by no means the only one involved in this combat. "Seems we were beaten here," Ursa said with a huff, "tell me, Teresa; how do you fight?"

[Teresa]

Her rage collided against everything in the village like the waves of the sea slamming against the homes of those too unfortunate to escape, if she kept this up there was a good chance every Hollow in this village could die. It wasn’t until she saw the motions of Ursa that Teresa became aware of what she had been doing to the others and would pull in on her spiritual pressure. Although she stopped, no apology would come from her. These others with the exception of Ursa had just confirmed their weakness. They stayed in this little village away from it all while claiming to be rebellos yet they couldn’t even handle what she had just unleashed on them by accident? That little town in the Human World would devour them faster than any Hollow in this world.

“Take me from here Ursa, I have no reason to stay here while someone lays claim to me with words alone. Whether he has an army or is mighty himself a tamed animal I am not.”

Getting up and riding on Ursa’s back was strange as she hadn’t really worked with another Hollow in the last few weeks. Although she had done it in the past a few different times it had always been in the world of the living and usually against the adversaries in black with their swords. This time she was working with a different Hollow in this horrific world while getting a ride from him almost as if he were a car. Strange was the only thing Terersa could use to describe it all. Although riding on Ursa after a couple of minutes became far more enjoyable than wandering on her own feet.

Pondering over what she had learned for a couple of minutes Teresa would be snapped back to the present when Ursa began to speak once more addressing how she had no knowledge of this Kouhai. “I hate this desert, I’ve spent all my time in the world of the living, constantly on the hunt in order to achieve that which all strive to possess. Who or what is this Kouhai? He’s no Hollow so how is he here and how did he claim something like kingship over the vast emptiness?”

Witnessing the hundreds of Hollows facing off against one another Teresa felt something unnatural swirling through her soul. This wasn’t anything to her. A human would gaze upon a scene like this of their own kind and feel sorrow or loss. An emotional blow that could leave them in a state of depression for the remainder of life. It would send them off the deep end breaking them mentally or turn them into the very thing that causes this sort of violence. Teresa though . . . felt nothing. A child watching ants fight bees it was all beneath her.

A thought popped into her mind and she made her declaration to Ursa’s question. “I will grow more powerful the longer I’m in this fight until I stand above all else. Is there anyone here you don’t wish to die?” Teresa would ask before she got to work taking her fill of the buffe.

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Strength: 50
Speed: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 345 (431)
Reiatsu Strength: 325 (406)
Light Aura: 15
Dark Aura: 85
Instincts: 150 (112)
Senses: 150 (112)
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Anti-Stealth: 2
Battle Focus: 2
Illusion Resist:2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Battle Analysis: 2
Strength of Will: 2

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Seemed she really knew nothing of Kouhai. Before their eventual arrival, Ursa went on to explain the situation to her. "From what I've seen first-hand, you are correct. Kouhai is no hollow. Quite the opposite, in fact; he's a Shinigami. A traitorous one, at that. Though, there seems to be much, much more to him than any of us could have ever expected. Most is nothing but baseless rumor, but I've heard he possesses the power of a vast number of Hollow and Arrancar alike, the ability to reverse time, and much more. He's truly a foe that one ordinary Hollow such as you or I could never hope to threaten."

As they eventually arrived, and Ursa took in what Teresa had said, he couldn't help but allow a grin to rise to his face. "Take into account our own direction. Those with their backs to Las Noches are fair game. Be wary around the others here. Last we want is a provoked conflict due to rampant infighting; I'm sure you understand from a tactical standpoint. Less bloodshed we have amongst our own forces, the more cohesive we'll end up. Other than that, I wish you luck in your combative endeavors; let us fight with honor!"

Allowing the girl to split off, and running off into the fray himself, Ursa immediately began to do what he can to cleave through numerous hollows, each one with their back to Las Noches; those that could've easily been identified as allying underneath the castle walls. Taking in the immediate area around her, Teresa would quickly realize that the skirmish she was directly involved in was located just outside a southern gate; seemed Ursa was planning for some sort of flanking maneuver. One that Teresa was likely going to be the determining factor in.

Around her, three main fights had found themselves broken out. To her left, and the closest to her, three separate hollows seemed to be engaged in some sort of hand-to-hand brawl. All three of the hollows in question were easily Adjuchas at best, as none of them truly gave off a very strong spiritual signature. The fight itself was one-sided, with two fighters having their backs toward Las Noches. At a glance, it seemed that the lone soldier was putting up a fight, but still in a struggling position.

In front of her, the largest of the three battles had been breaking out. Numerous stray hollows, Gillian, and Adjuchas for both sides had been locked in bloody combat. The fight itself seemed to be locked into a stalemate of sorts, with new hollows rushing in and replacing those that found themselves quickly falling to the opposing side at a similar pace. A decisive force for either side was going to be more than enough to turn the tide of a battle like that. Though, was that the best option amongst the three Teresa had access to?

And lastly, to her right. A group of five or so Gillian had been locked into combat, with greater numbers being amongst the side of the rebellion; the fight itself was a three-versus-two, though at the same time, things seemed to be in favor of that of the army of Las Noches. Despite being outnumbered, they seemed to be giving the rebellion a run for their money. Amongst the three fights currently breaking out, which was Teresa going to choose to find herself in first? Only time would tell.

[Teresa]

The battlefield being the way it was at the moment told Teresa that the Hollows protecting and serving this Shinigami were likely numerous. She had to contemplate whether or not she should even begin taking part in the battles that compass this large scale scene of violence. It wasn’t out of any sense of self preservation nor wanting to save as many of these Hollows as possible, it was simply due to the corpses that littered the sands. The fighting had been going on for so long that hundreds of gallons in blood had been spilled and not many had been devoured.

Ultimately though Teresa came to the conclusion that if these Hollows had already been slain they were there weakest of the lot and thus wouldn’t just taste worse than heated dog shit, but wouldn’t even be worth what she’d gain from eating what remained. The ones currently fighting were likely the strongest and thus could be of the most use to her. Still the mere fact she would have to sully her tongue with the flesh of Hollow. Teresa felt a shiver run through her body at the fact knowing it would likely be a more intense battle against her own instinct urge to vomit than facing down those that were present.

A Shinigami sitting on the throne of this world though. Teresa didn’t just feel rage now, but scornful hate. There wasn’t anything more insulting that Teresa could think of at the moment than one of them claiming to be the King of Hollows. Still what Ursa said was correct at least for the moment. Despite being a much younger Hollow than most Teresa knew her own limitations and sought to correct them. One such limitation was her knowing and experiencing two things she was correcting at the very moment.

Beginning to walk towards the gate Teresa makes up her mind while surveying the three different battles that housed the strongest enemies. Although her stride was small and her pace slow she would eventually get there especially once her prey had been dealt with in the next couple minutes. Holding out her left hand Teresa’s golden reiatsu would form into an orb within her grasp the large piercing build of the energy. “Opposite directions in order to strike them both.”

A cero is usually an unimpressive technique that the stronger end of the Hollows could all claim to know. A mass of reiatsu that forms into a beam meant to disintegrate those weaker than the Hollow that fires it while burning those durable enough to handle it. A basic yet potent technique if done right yet Teresa had aimed it at the battle happening in front of her only for the beam to be fired, not straightforward, but to each side of her!

One side of the beam going to the left positioned to hit the lower body of both Adjucha level Hollows with the intention to eviscerate the lower body of both so they could no longer battle in a melee manner as they currently were. The other end of the beam went right towards the group of Gillian. Especially hard to aim Teresa couldn’t do much beyond point and angle in the right direction and hope her cero managed to at least take off an arm from more than one of the three Gillian as it went towards them.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3960/4310
Cero: (-200)
Propósito de Influencia: (-50)

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Firing off the cero she did in succession, Teresa was going to find rather quickly that her Cero had all but torn down the Gillian she'd fired at. As the girl's Reiatsu-based beam fired off at rather notable speeds toward the hulking mass of hollow souls, she found quickly that the reiatsu tore directly through the beast. As the reiatsu-based inferno washed over the Gillian, the beast let out a pained cry as it found itself collapsing onto the battlefield, crushing nearby hollows along the way. Within moments, a few conflicts were snuffed out.

As her cero made contact with the Adjuchas, however, it seemed to be almost for naught; upon contact with the beast, the cero ended with an explosion against his Hierro, scattering sand, dust, and hollow debris amongst the battlefield and creating a shroud of dust that most anyone would end up having a rather hard time seeing through. After the blast had been fired, a second passed. Then five. Then fifteen. Then a minute. All the while, though, the dust didn't even begin to clear. Quite the opposite, in fact; the cloud seemed to be getting larger.

Not a few moments later, a booming voice began to encapsulate the battlefield. "Many thanks for that attack, friend," the voice said, following in suit with a chuckle, "I'll show you not to attack like that!" As he had finished speaking, a rather large-looking hawk hollow flew from the dust and debris, and positioned himself above the now rolling cloud of dust. With a singular flap of wings, a large mass of dust began to quickly group together and form a rather large box of solidified dust like that of some kind of sandstone. As soon as it was finished being formed, the box dropped from the sky, gaining speed as it fell, and landed directly atop another nearby hollow. Almost instantly, this hollow was made into nothing more than a red spot on the sands.

With the crashing of this box against the sand, a noteworthy tremor in the desert made itself present as the earth itself shook. Not quite enough to throw someone off balance, but enough to be made note of. Shortly thereafter, more of these boxes began to form and fall, crushing any hollows that couldn't find themselves getting out of the way. Assuming nobody did anything to challenge this beast, a large portion of the attackers against Hueco Mundo found themselves wiped out; all that truly remained by the time the dust cleared was Teresa, Supremus, and a few other stragglers.

"The lot of you that still remain," he cawed, "surrender now and Lord Kouhai might just let you live! Keep fighting, and you'll all be made into nothing more than ground up hollow ash!"

[Teresa]

The discovery of her cero’s results was something Teresa hadn’t really expected. Believing that it was more likely the Adhucha stage Hollows would suffer more from it. What she had been expecting though turned out to be the opposite of what happened as the Gillain were reduced to wounded soldiers screaming in pain. The Adhucha makes quite a scene kicking up enough sand from the environment that Teresa couldn’t actually see anything. She couldn’t allow anyone else though to get what she had earned and thus she began to rush towards the other side of the battlefield.

By the time the sand storm reached where her Teresa was leaning down on top of the closest Gillian tearing away at its flesh shoving handful after handful into her mouth. When she actually started to feel the sand across her body Teresa already had her mouth down biting at the sturdiness of Gillian's mask. It’d only take a couple of moments for the mask to crack then break and finally be swallowed. Standing up after she felt the soul of Gillian ingested, Teresa drops to the sand.

Channeling her reiatsu once again now to the point between her horns. A small orb of golden reiatsu once again begins to appear. “Protect me from all angles.” Teresa commands, releasing her hold on the cero. The golden reiatsu circled around her for a moment and then spread out, becoming a dome around Teresa. Staying around her as the sand envelopes everything within sight. Teresa, unable to sense reiatsu nor hear the movements of those around her could only trust in her own ability.

Thankfully a follow up wasn’t made directly against her although she could hear the impact of many immensely heavy objects slamming into the sand. By the time everything was visible once more Teresa was standing on a small patch of glass. The sand beneath her feet heated by the cero. Looking around Teresa didn’t have to waste much time as the Hollow that seemed to be the biggest threat began shouting and this revealed his location.

Two Bala fired from Teresa’s right hand up at the avian Hollow the first meant to hit his chest while the second was sent off with a brief command. “Curve to the right wing.” The second Bala fired purposely off course below her target. It’d appear as if she was untrained and simply missed attacking too soon. In reality though Bala would change course rising upwards listening to her order and strike the wing with enough force to hopefully drop him from the sky.

“This Kouhai isn’t here, even if you beg now you’ll still meet your fate now. A coward’s fate for that is what you are. A tamed animal that seeks to please a false master.”

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As the dust quickly found itself whipping up, as the avian hollow cawed out in anger toward the invaders against Las Noches, he'd made distinct note of the bala primed to slam into his chest. To any onlookers, they'd realize that the bala was supposed to be a direct hit, but... wasn't quite as direct as someone might've hoped. Instead, the bala had contacted some form of defensive layer just a few inches from the bird's body; any other noteworthy details were aptly obscured by the storm currently being whipped up.

"Ha!" he cawed, "you'll have to try far harder than that in order to put a beast like me down!" As he continued to gloat and shout, Teresa's other Bala collided with the hollow's wings, applying quite a bit of force toward the bird despite the fate of the attack remaining the same. While the force of the strike was enough to temporarily cause the hollow's movements to become sporadic, he quickly regained his "balance", and was back to flight again in a matter of a few moments.

"Cheap trick, that curving attack was!" he shouted, "Be ready for a trick of my own!" Circling in the air, moving above Teresa and Supremus, the avian hollow took a deep breath, before letting out the most blood-curdling, reiatsu-laced scream it could manage. One that, at their range, threatened to quickly take out the hearing of the two if they weren't careful. Though, as this screaming released, the sandstorm that had been whipped up came to a temporary halt. It was almost as though they were disrupting their own abilities.

Within a few seconds, the screaming cam e to a halt, as the avian hollow once again put some distance between the two of them. The ultimate goal of their attack was to try to deafen the two combatants; make the fight far easier than it otherwise had been. They'd proven to be quite the thorn in his side, and so it was time to take them out in order to protect Lord Kouhai. Just how would the two decide to retaliate? Only time would tell.

"Tch," Supremus scoffed, fighting through the deafening shriek and wave of reiatsu that washed over them, "If you're still capable of hearing me, let me know where you need me to be. You seem to be... adept at commanding forces. I'd like to see just what you're capable of doing."

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{Cero Arpia II}
Technique Name: [Cero Arpia 2]

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects:

A more powerful version of Cero Arpia which requires the original to be learned before it can be used. This has several times the screeching power of the original, and can be discerned by white rings of reishi surrounding the pink Cero. This one fires at the same power as a regular Cero, if not more, and the shriek can be deafening, especially to those with uncanny hearing. Can only be used once per post, and damages the user's eardrums too. The sound is the same as a harpy or banshee.

How to use technique:

Stated above.

Technique Drawbacks:

Reiatsu cost.