Queenmaker [NDE Hard Adventure]

[Teresa]

Just as every other time she’d been in this damned world the sand began to swirl causing issues with the fools she was currently exterminating. The bala that she’d fired off towards the one that could fly managed to hit their mark, something that she was expecting without a doubt. What hadn’t been expected though was the fact it survived. Due to the distance between them Teresa at the moment could barely hear the voice that she could tell was mocking her, let alone could she see what had protected it from her bala. All that mattered was that it hadn’t been killed so she had to try harder.

Flying down towards her Teresa channels her reiatsu in her right hand building it up specifically in her right index and middle fingers. This was something much more taxing than forming a simple cero or bala, it took a lot more effort and was something that she learned only recently, but knew was one of her most potent attacks. This wasn’t something a mere bird would be able to mock caw away. The screech that came down from it wasn’t something she’d experienced before, it hurt that much was for certain yet through the pain she made a sound of her own. “Through the chest.”

Commanding the reiatsu built up in her right fingers now Teresa swings her hand forward as the bird turns tail and begins to fly away. A sharp pin filled her head that told her the screech had damaged her ears although where those were located and what shape they took she still didn’t know nor understand. Then a sharp whoosh like sound was made as Teresa exerts the reiatsu built up in her fingers while turning her hand sending out a thin beam of cero rotating like a drill, guided by her command to strike right through the chest of the bird.

She’d hear Supremus muffled beside her and then to see the blood covered beast. “If that’s what you deem best. First we must find out who’s left standing and then eliminate them in order to get further in.”

Remaining Reiatsu: 3460/4310
Cero Traladora: (-400)
Propósito de Influencia: (-100)

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As Teresa's drill-esque attack fired from her hands, the avian hollow had very little idea the technique was actually happening. Given their flight away from her, the opportunity to reasonably perceive such an attack was incredibly minimal. Much like the last ones made against them, this one was pretty shoe-in to actually find it's mark. Though, once again, even despite the stronger attack, it was still eclipsed by whatever kind of defense this hollow had set up. Was it impervious from attacks entirely? It was hard to say.

"Unbelievable!" Supremus shouted in anger, "this thing just won't take a hit!" Hearing Teresa's commands, Supremus simply nodded. "If that's what you see fit. Let's move!" Barreling forward, Supremus wasted no time in order to get things done. Rushing forward through the sands, and bulldozing down any Las Noches survivors from the size of his body alone, Supremus continued to truck forward in order to clear a path through the remaining forces.

"Follow my advance!" he shouted back, looking to clear a clean-cut path through his foes, "I can assure you those found in the sands are not going to be rising!" Continuing to charge forward, it seemed that the bird wasn't exactly going to sit idly by while this was happening. Even through the storms raging in the area, a large, red orb of energy made itself incredibly present around the hollow's beak. So much so, that it seemed sand almost funneled into the orb itself. Something big was coming.

[Teresa]

Teresa watched as one of her most powerful attacks flew through the sky moving far faster than this flying chicken could muster or at least it seemed that way. Based on what she was seeing there was no chance this Hollow was going to get away, Teresa could struggle through swallowing his flesh and blood and then she’d have a new advantage against fools like this Kouhai. The moment that she expected her cero to pierce right through the chest of the Hollow though it collided with what looked like a barrier breaking off it. Teresa felt a surge of rage larger than any other she could remember as the Hollow continued to fly.

“Kill that one for sure. Lead on Supremus.”

Teresa followed behind the massive Hollow bear, his body becoming something that even through the lense of rage that clouded her vision, Teresa witnessed. He was powerful, not only had he survived that small battlefield, but she got the feeling she hadn’t even seen a portion of his real power. Although she was confident in her own strength she wouldn’t be surprised if he was potentially above her in terms of raw power. It looked almost like she was running behind a truck of pure muscle and fur moving over the sands. Teresa was hesitant to not devour the others that’d died, but this bird was more value in every way currently so she’d continue to follow after him while preparing for a trap.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As the two cleared a path about halfway from their starting point to the frontmost gate of Las Noches, it seemed that the avian hollow wasn't having any more of this. The time for violence was now. As the orb disappeared, quickly condensing down into nothing, he then released the blast, causing a number of different beams to fire off from their beak; from a distance, a starlike pattern emerged, with the prime beam pointing directly toward Teresa.

As the bird persisted in the air, unmoving with the beating of its wings, the sand from around them seemed to disperse entirely. Their rustic, almost reddened color quickly began to fade, taking on a lighter, more white tone to their feathers and body. Red sand dropped from their body, almost as though shedding from the blast they'd just released into the air in front of them.

As the laser threatened to cleave through the air in front of the avian hollow, if Teresa didn't have a backup plan of sorts she'd likely find herself hit. Even as she moved, the hollow was prepared to trace its beak toward her, looking to carve a path through the sand in order to try to keep up with her. And, after a short delay, the smaller beams began to cave inward toward the center, in an attempt to form a much larger attack than what had initially been fired off.

While this had been going on, Supremus did what he could in order to get out of the way of the lasers themselves, swiftly dashing and weaving in between the ones that appeared to be uncontrolled by the bird. He contemplated shouting back to Teresa to be careful, but who wouldn't look to protect themselves from an onslaught of lasers like that? It seemed foolish for the time. Instead, they prepared to make their offensive where they could.

As the focus wasn't on him, Supremus stood up from his spot, moving onto his hind legs, and raised a paw to the sky. "Garra que Rompe el Mundo!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, before slamming his paw directly down into the sand, almost raking across the air, from Las Noches miles away to the bird in front of them. As they fell back to the sands on all-fours, it seemed as though nothing happened. For a short moment, that was.

In an instant, devastation made itself quite apparent. In the distance, an entire section of the wall of Las Noches exploded with force, causing dust and debris to fly outward toward them; not far enough to reach them, but enough to remain noticeable. At the same time, the avian hollow quickly became a geyser of blood. Losing its balance midair for a short moment, having been caught off-guard from the attack that seemingly never came close to connecting in the first place, they did what they could to stabilize once more with a grunt of pain. As the dust settled, if anyone were to observe the walls of Las Noches, deep claw marks far larger than Supremus himself buried themselves in the exterior.

"There's your opening," Supremus shouted, his own paw resulting in a similar bloody explosion as the hollow's stomach area, "take it while you can and get this thing out of the sky!" Grunting from the wounds he'd caused himself, Supremus tried to steer clear from the fight for a time.

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{Cero Flor - Avian Hollow's attack}
Technique Name: Cero Flor (Zero Blossom)

Class: 3

Technique Type: Arrancar/Hollow Technique

Usable By: Hollow Races

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:
A Cero unique to Lucian’s personal style, the Cero Flor is one whose name matches its appearance. When the Cero is formed, either via the mouth or the hand, the Cero itself charges, and then a line of fifteen long, narrow Cero form outside of it, like the petals of a flower surrounding it. When this Cero is released, the central-most blast is fired directly forward, while the “petals” arch outwards before eventually closing back in on the target. This gives the attack a wide range of damage, but when it coalesces, assuming that no obstacles or targets are hit on the way, it does an incredible amount of damage equal to 150% of the user’s Reiatsu Strength (i.e. 100 becomes 150). The normal Cero hit alone is equal to the user’s Reiatsu Strength, while the petals each hit at 50% of the user’s Reiatsu Strength (i.e. 100 becomes 50).

How to use technique:
Charge Reiatsu either in an outstretched hand or in the mouth, and release.

Technique Drawbacks:
This technique has a fair charge-up time on it for both the Cero and the petals to form, giving a few seconds of interruption time. Aside from that, the only other drawback is Reiatsu cost.

Made By: Lucian De’Mont

Reserved?: No

[Teresa]

Although she couldn’t sense reiatsu nor were her instincts honed it was obvious that something was going on here, the Hollows that she’d come across stated themselves to be soldiers of Kouhai, yet even while Teresa had been human warriors never ran from a fight. A trap was definitely going to happen at some point and when it did she’d have to be ready for it doing that though was incredibly difficult when m with her ability.

Supremus though was keeping pace behind the bird while Teresa pulled up the back knowing that her physical abilities were nothing by comparison to either. The speed the Hollow flew at suddenly dropped by more than half and then it turned clear signs of attack yet Teresa could see cero charging not something physical which she had been dreadful against but spiritual and could figure out if how it worked. Either way though the technique was fired down at her and Supremus making quite a scene and covering a large portion of the air in front of Teresa.

Focusing reiatsu into her feet and right hand at the same time Teresa channels what she needs to use two different techniques she trained her hardest to learn well. The mainstream of cero coming straight for Teresa. “Cover me for safety.” A command made to the technique that came from her feet in the following moment sending her across the sand, with small fire-like bursts of cero propelled her across the crossway from the location of the other offensive cero.

Supremus made the first move against the bird, managing to damage his body quite a bit, knocking him from the air. Teresa felt the burn of cero against her left leg, a bit of the attack she accidentally brushed against while noticing Supremus. Teresa holding her right hand out while she watched the bird in mid fall. Firing off a bala of her own with but a single word uttered from her spiteful mouth. “Cook” the bala would soar through the air stretching itself out and then wrapping around the avian in order to burn its outside hot.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3397/4310
Bala: (-50)
Propósito de Influencia: (-13)

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As the Bala fired quickly wrapped itself around the avian hollow, wreathing it in a spiritual heat intense enough to easily tear apart most normal beings, the avian quickly found himself as slightly less than a match for the attack. With a pained shout as they came crashing straight into the sands, the bird collided rather aggressively against the dunes.

Lashing about in agony while the heat from the attack managed to effectively cook the bird alive, Teresa was likely going to be made quite aware of the fact that this bird simply was not going to survive. Within a few short moments their trashing about grew more feverish, reducing the avian hollow to nothing more than a dead mess of spiritual particles after a short period of time. Within a minute, the trashing had stopped, and the dunes quieted. Any stragglers that survived allied with Las Noches quickly began to scramble to make their way back toward the building itself. Their leader had been defeated.

"Gods," Supremus sighed, "That was some foe. Never thought another Hollow was going to be what forced me to use that technique. Seems our foes a bit... stronger than I'd originally anticipated." Limping on his now-injured paw, Supremus slowly made his way back over toward Teresa in order to prevent any sort of shouting. "Well, that takes care of that. I'm not sure about you, but I could use a few moments to take a rest period. What say you on that?"

[Teresa]

Teresa watched as close as she could hoping that her bala would this time prove enough with her command pushing it through against this foe. Thankfully it turned out that the order she’d given her attack worked well enough that the bird Hollow couldn’t break free. Moving across the sand was fast as her thin bone body could muster Teresa closed in on her foe. By the time she managed to get over the dune with the foe in sight again his body was just finishing its final moments. His body was being badly, the scent of his flesh turning her stomach even from a distance.

Approaching the foe that she’d just brought down Teresa pushes past her instincts, it was in her nature to consume everything including other Hollows yet she was plagued by her tongue. It seemed that unlike the others Teresa had a different sense of taste which caused her to loath the devouring of those like herself. She didn’t have any personal reason to hate it, she didn’t care as she was going to prove and had in the past, but the taste was horrific no matter what. Kneeling down in the sand in front of the chicken she fought the urge to vomit.

By the time Supremus came over to her and began speaking about the injury to his paw and how he’d need a little bit of time to gather himself, well Teresa was shoveling the cooked chicken flesh down her mouth. Supremus would likely be able to tell right away that Teresa wasn’t eating like a normal Hollow. She wasn’t enjoying what she was eating. Struggling with every piece that was placed inside her blender of a mouth Teresa swallows with immense effort. Groaning in the same manner as someone after vomiting Teresa forces her body to accept that which had just been forced down her pipe.

“Not too long, we can’t let them come back in force otherwise we risk them overwhelming us with more of his level. That attack was impressive, never seen one like it.”

Devoured 1 Avian Hollow

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Watching Teresa consume the hollow was nothing short of concerning. In truth, Supremus felt a bit... off, in regards to Teresa forcing herself to consume the avian foe the two of them had just taken down. Why on earth was she forcing herself to do so? He couldn't quite tell, but part of him had a feeling it was likely to do with her personal abilities. She wouldn't've been forcing herself otherwise.

"Everything all right there?" He asked, sitting down next to her while she devoured the hollow, in between every vomiting she made, Supremus winced. Such was not a fate she seemed to particularly care for, and was absolutely one that they didn't wish on really anybody; let alone someone they'd quickly grown to consider his friend. Laying down in the sand in order to take a moment of respite he so desperately needed given his injuries, he turned his attention back toward Teresa.

"I must ask," he started, "you force yourself to devour something you so evidently detest; why is that? Are there not other alternatives you could consume instead of just eating Hollows? It seems... Counterintuitive, no?" Placing his head on the cold sand, Supremus simply took a deep breath, looking to calm his heartbeat, and try to power through his own injuries as best he could.

[Teresa]

“As long as he stays down.”

Teresa still dreaded doing what she had just been forced to accomplish, the taste of Hollow flesh was something that almost couldn’t be put into words. While she had been human it was comparable to something like the thought of eating from a trash bin. Teresa, despite how far she’d come and how much stronger she knew she was now, couldn’t change how things seemed to taste for her. Why she tasted things differently than other Hollows was unknown, but she wouldn’t let that limit what type of servants she would gain to use against others like this Kouhai.

Supremus waiting for her to finish wasn’t something that she had expected, along with everything else that made her feel like he was really an ally. She hadn’t come across another Hollow so open. She’d worked with others, but he wasn’t acting like someone that would attack her in hunger. Fighting through the nausea of the putrid flesh Teresa sighs. “It’s only Hollows, others taste different, normally good. He was strong though. He survived my attacks so laying in this desert would be a waste.”

Teresa wasn’t sure about telling Supremus of her ability to manifest those within herself, but if they were attacked by others more powerful than the avian, there was a good chance he’d witness the power himself. Looking at his injured paw Teresa pointed with her left hand. “What sort of attack was that? It hurts you as well?” Teresa hadn’t seen anything like a physical attack moving through the air nor one that would cause harm to its own user. Another possible option to make a stronger attack down the road for the antlered one.

[Koshka Volkov]

Hearing Teresa's comment, Ursa nodded. "I suppose," he started, forcing himself to walk, "I can't say that I'll ever fully understand you lot." With a chuckle, the bear kept on moving. Despite his rather notable amount of injuries that were sustained toward the march on Las Noches, he seemed quite resilient. A rather hearty hollow for certain. Though, would it be enough to continue to press onward? Only time would really tell on that one.

"Follow," Ursa called out, "we've still quite a bit of work to be done before we're finished here." In truth, there wasn't all too much left for them to do; clean up the stragglers that hadn't made their way back to Las Noches, treat their own wounded, and prepare to march forward again. Only time would tell as to whether or not such an excursion was to be successful.

Taking a moment to peer around the two of them, Ursa let out another sigh. "Seems we've separated a good deal from the remainder of the group on our way over here," he spoke, "we've got a bit of a hike before we make our way back. If you could, I'd appreciate if you could keep an eye out in case we find ourselves ambushed. Never know what's lurking out in these sands, yeah?" Ursa chuckled as his own joke. Truth be told though, he was very much right there. Only time would tell if his "friend" was going to turn on him or not.

[Teresa]

What had been an area filled with bodies only a couple minutes ago now was almost completely swallowed up by the sands of this world. Teresa, despite getting a few lackluster snacks, couldn't wait to free herself once again, although before doing so she’d come to a conclusion after what she’d just witnessed. The majority of the soldiers that followed Las Noches seemed weak, no stronger than herself especially at the moment yet that meant the truly strong inside likely could handle what she could accomplish at the moment. She had to focus not just on herself now, but on obtaining the strongest servants possible, one of which was standing in front of her now.

Ursa had been a hospitable host while informing her about quite a bit. He’d proven himself to be sturdy and powerful in the most basic of regards. After what he’d just done though Teresa was certain he’d been holding back. He had more strength hidden that she had to see. He radiated more power than any of the others she possessed. Sure he was working with her right now yet this was temporary, something that had to be enhanced into permanency.

“If you could, I'd appreciate if you could keep an eye out in case we find ourselves ambushed. Never know what's lurking out in these sands, yeah?"

“Sorry I won’t be returning with you, I’ve gathered enough strength I believe I can get out of here again.”

Teresa wasn’t lying nor had she really since arriving in Hueco Mundo once again, now though her intentions were clear to herself. The meal that she’d been seeking out, the servant she needed in order to make sure she wouldn’t be overwhelmed in the future again, was right in front of her. The Hollows that served this False King in Las Noches were hardly better than Shinigami, Ursa though possessed strength that Teresa had only ever seen in one or two others. In the aspects she found herself lacking she could tell he excelled, a perfect soldier to accommodate her. She had to be careful though, she hadn’t seen enough of what he could do, if he was to be her true soldier then she’d have to see everything.

Challenging her reiatsu for a moment Teresa would fire off a single bala positioned to strike the back of Ursa’s left knee. While his physical strength, endurance and size dwarfed her own Teresa had learned this also meant he more than likely relied on his body more. She just had to keep wounding him in specific spots like his joints while making sure to witness everything this resistance leader could do.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3347/4310
Bala: (-50)

[Koshka Volkov]

Listening to the hollow's words, Ursa nodded his head. "Quite a shame, really. We could've used someone like you amongst the front- Agh!" Grunting with the pain of a bala spearing directly into the back of their knee, Ursa shuffled forward for a moment. He couldn't believe it; this damned traitor!

"Gods," he started, "what on earth is the meaning of this!? You think that you can just turn and fire on me like that!? I'll show you the true consequences of your actions!" Turning on a dime to face Teresa, Ursa tried to stand on their hind legs as best he could, leaning more on the one good foot they had for the time. Letting out a roar, their voice echoed across the sands, shredding into the ground with each passing second; from the front of their mouth, a cone of lacerating soundwaves echoed from them.

If Teresa ended up caught in this blast, she'd likely experience quite a bit of lacerations across her body, and well into her eardrums; if she wasn't careful, those would end up shredded, causing quite a bit of problems for her when it came to standing up. As Ursa lowered himself back down onto his legs, he shuffled backward, looking to put a bit of space in between the two of them. He had an idea about how she tended to fight, so he wasn't going to let that get the better of him! If he could help it, anyway.

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{Ursa's Stats}
Class 2, Rank 2 Freak w/ 1500 SP
Strength: 400 [600]
Speed: 200
Reiatsu Strength: 400 [600]
Spiritual Pressure: 200 [150]
Instinct: 150 [112]
Senses: 150
ES: 0
HE: 0

Light Aura: 50
Dark Aura: 50
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Strength of Will: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Cero Mastery: 2
Weapons - Bear Claws: 3
Damage Recovery: 2
Bleeding Tolerance: 2
Poison Tolerance: 2

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{Reiatsu Pool}
Reiatsu: 1,400/1,500
-100 for Cero Rugiente.

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{Cero Rugiente}
The first of Ursa's techniques, Cero Rugiente aims to release a burst of pressurized wind and lashing force, looking to shred those that get in Ursa's way. Lashing out at 800 Speed in a cone in front of the hollow, those within the area will suffer lacerations with a force equal to his Reiatsu Strength. Though, that isn't all this technique has to offer. If one is caught in this blast, and does not possess 2 Ranks in Damage Recovery or 3 Ranks in Strength of Will, their inner eardrum will be shredded, leaving them unable to hold themselves up or balance for two posts. Costs 100 Reiatsu, and cannot be used more than twice every five posts.

[Teresa]

Teresa watched as her bala was successful against the back of Ursa's knee a weak point on virtually everyone of all species. What she saw though was both surprising and exciting, her bala despite the strength that she'd managed to gather did very little damage to his body, informing her that he would be a valuable piece in her arsenal. Immediately responding to Ursa's angry Teresa focuses her reiatsu to her horns channeling a golden orb between them. "Protect me." a whisper directed at the cero itself only a moment prior to Ursa getting up on his hind legs. Watching carefully Teresa witnesses the shockwave sent at her with a roar. Her cero moving forward only to stop and spread out taking the appearance of a golden wall.

Although enough usually Ursa's own power surpasses Teresa's at the moment, his shockwave being held off for a moment only for the cero wall to crack then shatter apart. Teresa feels the impact of the shockwave knocking her off her feet then backwards across the white sands. The potency of the shockwave far removed due to the strength of her cero yet still enough that she could feel several cuts across her torso and something didn't feel right on her left side. Although she couldn't tell for certain right away her eardrum on the left had been ruptured even with what little strength that attack still possessed.

Getting up onto her right knee Teresa stares out at Ursa with a smile, she hadn't seen shockwaves used in this manner before, yet beyond that this was something new. She wasn't sure why expertly but for the first time she was excited to eat another Hollow. She always hated even the thought of stomaching another of her kind and yet Ursa was the first she wanted to possess. She wanted to make sure she witnessed everything that Ursa could do which meant killing him quickly wouldn't work, she had to be careful yet couldn't rely on the strongest of her techniques that she didn't quite have a handle on yet such as the mortar or the drill.

Instead, Teresa looked to the sands in front of her as she had a thought. "Bury him." A single command given to the sands that would suddenly begin shifting. Moving towards Ursa at a speed of 400 the sand would enclose on him and if successful would begin to act more like a swamp. Pulling him downward into itself with strength equivalent to 375. Teresa wasn't foolish or proud enough to think something such as this would be anything more than a distraction. One she'd take advantage of with a cero fired from between her horns like the previous right when the sands would begin pulling at Ursa.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2847/4310
Cero: (2x) -400
Influir en el Mundo: -50
Propósito de Influencia: -50

[Koshka Volkov]

As Ursa's cero shockwave had been unleashed upon the girl, he watched as she seemed to almost protect herself with a Cero of some kind. Such an action didn't sit well with him; had she the ability to control the shape of her techniques? If so, she was going to be quite the dangerous foe to deal with. As she'd been forced to take a knee, Ursa immediately went on their move.

Rushing toward Teresa as quickly as they could muster, Ursa did what they could to close the distance as quickly as possible before she fired off another blast like that again. Though, something had immediately caught them off-guard. The ground around him quickly began to sink and contort, pulling him further beneath the sands with each passing moment. "Such futility!" He shouted, before immediately taking action against the attempt.

Pulling his front paws up again, Ursa slammed down against the sand beneath his hind legs, before raking upward toward Teresa once more. With a loud shout of pain, the Hollow flew forward a bit, though not without a splay of blood behind them. In front of them, and quickly headed toward Teresa, was a sharpened, jagged wave of spiritual energy that seemed to grow with each passing moment. "Rasgadura de Garra!" He growled.

This wave travelled ahead at 800 Speed, slashing through the sand as it dug ever deeper, expanding both up and down until it made its way to Teresa. If she hadn't a way to clear out of the way, such a blast threatened to cleave her into pieces. Though, was that to be the case? Such a fate remained to be seen. Ursa on the other hand, did what he could to stand on his now-shredded legs, grunting all the while. They'd taken quite the bit of damage in order to escape such a devastating effect. Fighting forever was but an impossibility; either he needed to kill her soon, else he'd be killed instead!

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{Reiatsu Pool: 1,400/1,500}
-150 for Rasgadura de Garra.

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{Rasgadura de Garra.}
Ursa's primary attacking technique, Rasgadura de Garra releases a powerful cerolike wave from his claws, two feet in length initially and travelling forward at 800 Speed to shred through everything it comes in contact with. This technique possesses two unique traits to it. Firstly, for every foot that the technique travels, this shockwave grows one inch from both the top and bottom. After travelling one-hundred feet, this wave will dissipate. Additionally, this wave possesses powerful defense-penetrating capabilities, treating its Reiatsu Strength as 50% higher for the purpose of bypassing defensive capabilities only. While striking these defenses, this technique is treated as Classless. Otherwise, it functions at Class 4.

[Teresa]

Staring down a bear wasn’t something that Teresa ever would have believed possible, at least with survival as a possibility. That had been while she was a weak human though, one like so many of the others that couldn’t protect herself. One that just lived by relying on others with no hope of ever saving herself. One like all the others that was killed by someone else with no hope of ever getting revenge. She was different now, stronger now and she could stare down Ursa with a grin across her face and victory swelling up in her Hollow hole.

The sand turned out to be a much more useful tactic as Ursa tore through the flesh in his hind legs in order to pull himself up. The cero of golden brilliance was less impactful though as Ursa had little problem handling something that direct. Teresa could tell he was about to do something though like he had when they’d been handling all the other Hollows. He was going to send out a shockwave like he had before! She got ready to evade the only way she knew how when she watched Ursa send out something else, something almost like a cero released from a sword!

Immediately Teresa flew off to the right golden reiatsu bursting from the bottom of her feet propelling her off the sand like a rocket. The Moon Step Cero, Teresa’s best chance of avoiding attacking at the moment, would get her over several feet in an instant while she watches the twin waves of reiatsu rushing towards her direction. It wouldn’t take long for her more experienced vision to notice now. These twin waves were getting bigger as they moved! If she hadn’t been actively watching and anticipating something similar she was certain these waves would have been much harder to handle.

Landing back on her feet Teresa feels the sand rise up around her feet as she does her best to stay standing, her slender elegant shape not having the muscular strength to handle such a burst of movement easily. If she was fighting on anything other than sand she was certain her fever would have been hurt or she would have fallen over. “Impale Him!” Teresa shouts to the sand in front of her. Compressing in on itself the sands of Hueco Mundo would turn into a stalagmite of immense size angled at Ursa. In the next moment it would launch out at the Bear moving at 400 speed while the size of a modern car.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2747/4310
Moon Step Cero: -50
Influir en el Mundo: -50