The Blessed Blade [NDE, Hard]

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These fallen Shinigami, who might once, had been source of pride to those they protected and served, were nothing more than shadows of their former selves. Mindlessly, despite the efforts of both the boy and the human, they trudged forward, unaware or unfazed by the danger. Kazuko could feel his heart tighten in his chest as he watched, with narrow eyes, as these ‘monsters’ took his attacks, but continued to fight unaffected. They had lost all semblance of what had been their spirit, and were now tools. Wordlessly, he cursed those who had inflicted such a fate on these spirits; no man deserved to have all they stood for in life crumble away under a life – no, existence – of slavery. Forget this artifact; the monsters that did this deserve to answer for their crimes! Though apathetic toward these former comrades, the boy nonetheless realized that the group would have to take more severe measures to put these monsters down for good. Kazuko lifted his arm, intending to use a higher level spell, but stopped short of finishing the incantation mentally when he felt a weight tug on his shoulders. Immediately, he realized what phenomenon was in play – as he had in his earlier days as an officer been on the receiving end of it many times – and cast his gaze down toward Anastasia. It seems like she wants to end this fight as soon as possible as well. I might have been wrong about her pride as a Shinigami after all.


With the gravitational pressure exerted, and their inferior level, Kazuko realized that these monsters were running on fumes so to speak. They had sacrificed the last bastion of their strength, using it to ward off the pressure, and embarked on one last desperate attempt to take either Elmas or Anastasia with them. Seeing the opening laid out by the female officer, the human pushed forward, with great speed and strength, back to Anastasia in the hopes of going airborne. Unfortunately, three of the former Shinigami moved to stop him; while one moved to hold him down, the other two made attempts to cut him down. Elmas seemed to ignore their attempts altogether, and instead continued, which meant that he intended to take their attacks and keep going. The first Shinigami that attempted to grapple him would, of course, be broken in the attempt; Elmas had shown great strength beforehand, so something as meek as a grapple would be more of an annoyance than a hindrance. For that reason, the Vice-Captain ignored subduing that opponent from his vantage point, and instead focused on the ones moving to cut the man. Even if their attacks were weak, and the Reiatsu from the human would likely deflect the damage, the boy was cautious not to let any in the group so much scruff their clothes this early in the mission.


With his arm still outstretched prior to the gravitational pressure being exerted, the boy lifted his index and his middle finger forward, and fired to spells from each end – Sho, to be exact. Both waves of force would hit both Shinigami from on either side of Elmas, and send them hurtling back while the third was plowed through by the man. With nothing slowing him down, the Vice-Captain hovered in the meantime, watching with softening eyes as he paid his respects to the crumbling Shinigami. With no Reiatsu left to resistance the pressure, each of the undead soon collapsed, and the trio descended back to the floor after that. These Shinigami were not dead, but they were incapable of movement nonetheless; Anastasia moved to pass her blade through their heads, giving them the rest they had been cheated. Kazuko did not join in. Instead, he watched as she finished the task at hand. These are merciful deaths. A comrade should not be forced to fight those whom they once served with, no matter if they had lost all rational thought. Finally, with the undead laid to rest, the diminutive Vice-Captain walked to each body and gathered any of the zanpakuto he could find. He laid them on the ground all aligned and pointing at the same direction. Kazuko unsheathed his weapon, and swung downward, his steel cutting through the blades of all the zanpakuto in the pile.


It was his duty as an officer to make sure that the zanpakuto were destroyed, if confiscating them was not a feasible option.


His gloomy mood was shattered as he heard, what was to his ears, glass breaking or nails on a chalk board; Anastasia, nonchalant as always, continued to chafe against his mood with her obnoxious attitude. If the walls were not so cold and hard, the boy might have actually smashed his head through one of them if it meant muffling her voice. “You don’t have to pretend to be my parents anymore, Anastasia.” The boy grumbled. “And if you want sugar, you’re better off buying it from a store than getting it from me.” He finished, his mood more irritated than downcast. Though, when she mentioned pinching his cheeks, Kazuko had to turn away slightly, his hand rising to guard his face, instinctually wary of her antics. How long do I have to live in fear!? Trying to forget about Anastasia, Kazuko moved next to Elmas, catching what he had to say about the Blessed Blade. The boy nodded in agreement with the human, taking note of the situation they had just come through. If these undead were stationed at the entrance of the temple, it meant that they had either been defeated here, or were moved here after finding their ends somewhere else. Whatever they were protecting was likely deeper within the chamber, where the real guardians lay… waiting.


“Though our tactics may differ, our goals do not. I agree with you Mr. Elmas. Whoever laid this trap for us will have to be dealt with one way or another… and made to answer for their crimes. Regardless, we should keep moving forward; if we encounter more resistance, we’ll know we’re heading in the right direction.” Kazuko said, his voice light and calm once more, like before he had entered the temple. He continued, “You should take point, Mr. Elmas, and lead us through the temple; your physical prowess will undoubtedly be of better use as a bulwark for the team and as a sword to cut through our enemies. Anastasia can hold the rear of our formation and provide support if needed while watching our backs; she might not act like it, but she has great knowledge on Kido. I’ll use air-ground and provide support and reconnaissance from above; my small body might get in the way of you two if we break into another brawl.” When he finished, the boy realized he had basically given both of his comrades’ orders. Not wanting to impose himself on them, as he knew he had a tendency to take command when left the chance, he finished, “Unless you two want to adjust our tactics? A team composed of officers such as this should not have to listen from only one input; now that we know each other sufficiently, we can make our plans together.”


Remaining Reiatsu: 2250/2400 (-50 for 2x Sho)

Combat Posts: 2/8

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Ah blast it all. What initially seemed like the easy way out didn’t totally work out the way she wanted it to. Sure, they went down. They dropped like struggling insects trying their damnedest to fly. It worked for a bit but they started to crawl and squirm about. What were they clinging on to? Foolish pride? Honor? There was none of that in death. There was nothing in death but death itself. That’s all that was there. Their flesh barely clung to their bones and they smelled of rot. They desperately wanted something and Anastasia certainly wasn’t going to give it to them. She had things to see! People to flirt with! People to harass! Debt to collect and collectors of debt to run from! She was an extremely busy woman with many mischievous agendas. Death was not on there.

As soon as she saw the squirming, Anastasia grimaced. A barely audible groan could be heard coming from the pirate as she watched them. From the corners of her eyes she could see one of the outermost zombies moving more and more and that was when she decided she really needed to get the fuck out of dodge. Luckily for her, her new friend and husband and lover to be and soon (and most importantly) piggy bank, picked her up and jumped high up into the air. She did not complain once. Instead, she settled on watching where she was originally standing and watching what could’ve happened if she chose to remain in the same space. Her mouth opened, forming a small “O” in awe. That would’ve been nasty.

Their bodies were finally laid to rest and she couldn’t help but let out a little sigh of relief. Well, that was taken care of. One less nuisance and now, one step closer to the prize that was hiding away in this temple."Those things will be dead soon, and we will continue on with the job. Pathetic things are they not? They deserved Death." He’d looked into her eyes and Anastasia looked back. She was forever smiling until that moment. Her expression fell the longer she looked into his eyes. ”Something about him is awfully familiar, Shoku-chan.”, "Really? Keep an eye on him then." He’d put her down and walked towards Kazuko. She couldn’t help but tilt her head as if to get a better look at him and scrunch her eyebrows into a confused expression. Anastasia had seen many people in her adventures of pillaging, flirting and drinking… they’d all had their own little experiences and stories to tell. She felt as though Elmo had told her his already.

What was even stranger to her was that he said he had a family earlier… but was now telling an entirely different story. Saying he had no family; he had just a girlfriend. Which one was it? Well, it clearly wasn’t the former. It only made Ana distrust him further. She looked at Kazuko briefly, wondering what was going on through the boys head. Did he even notice at all? She was skeptical for sure. Anastasia would show no indication of that though. Unfortunately she needed both of them… and if she was going to get anything valuable out of this, she needed them alive and well. The problem now was whether Elmo was going to leave them left for dead. How troublesome. She’d have to keep a much closer eye on him. Smiling once again, she nodded in agreement; no one was to be left alive.

“You don’t have to pretend to be my parents anymore, Anastasia. And if you want sugar, you’re better off buying it from a store than getting it from me.” She grinned like the devil, looking straight at him. As if the word “No” stopped her. “Surely y’know me better than that, son~” she said, taking a single step closer in an intimidating fashion. “You should take point, Mr. Elmas, and lead us through the temple; your physical prowess will undoubtedly be of better use as a bulwark for the team and as a sword to cut through our enemies. Anastasia can hold the rear of our formation and provide support if needed while watching our backs; she might not act like it, but she has great knowledge on Kido. I’ll use air-ground and provide support and reconnaissance from above; my small body might get in the way of you two if we break into another brawl.” She’d waltz on over to him and attempt to take yet another candy bar from him, she’d prop her elbow on his head, resting lazily. “I’ve no problem. It sounds good to me, Kazu-chan~ Gosh yer so smart~” she said with a weak attempt to placate him. She looked at Elmo with curiosity and then pointed at his pockets. She moved behind him, ready to get a move on. “Can I ask what you carry with you in yer pockets, Elmo-chan?”

[Hadrian J. Ryan Ⅻ]

The Zombies fell to the ground, their bodies crushed by Ana's Spiritual Pressure. The immediate threat had been neutralised, but it would be a mistake for the trio to assume that they were out of danger now. And icy chill had descended upon the courtyard, and a mist similar to the one outside was beginning to form. One could describe the atmosphere as unsettling, to say the least.

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From beyond the mist, in the tower at the end of the courtyard, a bell began to toll. Almost like a call to arms, except there was no rush of soldiers to answer the call. Instead, if the others were paying enough attention, they would notice hundreds of hooded figures appear around the walls of the courtyard, standing and looking down on the trio as if about to judge them. The bell suddenly stopped tolling, and for a brief moment there was complete silence.

Suddenly, a slow clap began to reverberate around the courtyard, a mocking sound. It wouldn't take a genius to realise that it was directed at the trio. From inside the mist, a figure appeared, dressed from head to toe in a strange black uniform. His white hair was held back in a long white ponytail, and he wore a strange black headpiece. At his hip, he carried a long black katana, quite probably a Zanpakuto.

He stopped his clapping and let his hands fall to his sides. "Very well done, you three. But unfortunately, your quest ends here. I can't allow you to continue." He gave them each a small bow, observing them with his narrow eyes, his gaze summing each of them up and determining their strengths and weaknesses. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you die in a battle worth putting in the history books. It'll make a nice addition to the library here."

With a slow movement, he drew his Zanpakuto. "Bankai, Shinjinbukai foji..." For an instant, the entire area was bathed in a shocking green light. It would take a moment for the trio's eyes to readjust after the light had dissipated, but the man hadn't made a move in that time. In fact, when the light cleared, they wouldn't notice anything different about the man. Only one thing had changed, his Zanpakuto had disappeared.

He stood before them with his arms folded, the rush of Spiritual Pressure from his Bankai had momentarily cleared the mist around them. This made the mysterious hooded figures standing on the walls even more noticeable. They stood like statues observing the battle. If any of the trio tried to attack them, they would find themselves colliding with an impenetrable energy field, and any reiatsu attacks would be reflected back into the courtyard. Whoever these guys were, they powerful beyond imagining.

But the trio had more pressing things to worry about. This man before them was definitely a Shinigami, but who was he? And why was he fighting them? And more importantly, just what did his Bankai do, and why was he able to use it?

Reiatsu remaining: 1100/1500: -400 for Bankai activation

Bankai : 1/10

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{Mysterious Shinigami Stats and Appearance}




Rank 1, Fighter Version 2 Shinigami - Class 2 - 1200 SP - Shikai and Bankai

Strength - [200] Points (270 with Fighter Increase)

Speed - [250] Points (187 with Fighter Decrease)

Spiritual Pressure - [200] Points (150 with Fighter Decrease)

Reiatsu Strength - [350] Points (473 with Fighter Increase)

Light Aura - [30] Points

Dark Aura - [70] Points

Instinct - [110] Points

Senses [90] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1200] Points

[Pavel Fedoseev]

“You should take point, Mr. Elmas, and lead us through the temple; your physical prowess will undoubtedly be of better use as a bulwark for the team and as a sword to cut through our enemies. Anastasia can hold the rear of our formation and provide support if needed while watching our backs; she might not act like it, but she has great knowledge on Kido. I’ll use air-ground and provide support and reconnaissance from above; my small body might get in the way of you two if we break into another brawl.” without hesitation he nodded "If it means we get the job done, fine." ignoring the continuation of asking if anyone had a better plan. “I’ve no problem. It sounds good to me, Kazu-chan~ Gosh yer so smart~ Can I ask what you carry with you in yer pockets, Elmo-chan?” his left eye twitched slightly as he turned to stare at the woman. The eyes called for silence but his mouth moved in response "My pockets carry a several small objects that can fit inside it. I also carry around my fullbring inside of it as well." turning again to move onward he spoke once more "Stay out of it." then he walked towards the courtyard. That was when they were brought to the show, the mist built up as the ringing of the bells began. At that point he stared at the hooded figures that continued to surround them, shrouded in darkness but confident to make their appearance. Their slow clapping and mocking noises caused Pavel to tighten his fist even more. That was when the voice came, the Shinigami. He knew it was a Shinigami, in his Reiatsu familiarity, Pavel wanted to sense what the other people were, what were they and how strong were they. "Very well done, you three. But unfortunately, your quest ends here. I can't allow you to continue." behind the covered face, Pavel's mouth remained still but his eyes burned with anger. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you die in a battle worth putting in the history books. It'll make a nice addition to the library here." He could sense that they were a tad weaker then him and this meant his intimidation act would work or should work. The man drew his Bankai and blinded everyone, but when Pavel was able to find sight again he enacted upon his plan.

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{Play Me Now. Read Slowly.}

This shinigami was arrogant, to speak freely as if he was going to kill them all with ease, brought Pavel's blood to a near boil. But his body language was as calm as the stream running through a the spring field. They was no sense of animosity or hate but that was all the emotion that Pavel was feeling deep within his heart, this person was standing in the way of the job and he will not tolerate it. stepping forward, making sure to move Anastasia and Kazuko behind him Pavel began to unfold his plan. Cracking his knuckles, and making sure that the popping noises would echo off of the walls and into their ears. "You. Kill us? I find that highly unlikely. You look like a coward, you release the moment you see us. That is a sign of weakness on its own. This arrogance will be the downfall of you and your companions. So I will have one thing to say to you."

By being a class weaker then him, they were subjected to the pressures of Cog. The exaggerated and explosive force of power was meant to be felt by everyone, Pavel had no care if it affected ally or foe, as long as they were aware they are not to get in the way of him then it had did its purpose. But he knew that they still would have a sense of fight in them. He was not betting all of his money onto this one bit of intimidation act. He walked over towards the closest wall and clutched his fist before staring at the masked figure "I can sense and feel your basic personality. Your Reiatsu Strength. It is something one should not trifle with but you are still all but bluff." Without returning his sight to the wall, Pavel slammed his clenched fist directly into the icy walls. Making sure to flex the areas around his fists he was sure to make sure that the wall would not cut into his skin. The force of the slamming fist should cause the icy wall to crumble. If it did not Pavel raised his hand again and slammed it into the wall once again, making sure to keep the intimidating act going, the second time should cause the wall to crumble. "No. It will be you that will be the one that will die today. Everything that you have worked for will Die with you. You will become my trophy, accept death." Pavel immediately pulled out a syringe with a liquid so black it seemed as if it was oil, and had a strong stench of death the smell would reach upwards into the crowed above. He placed it close to his vein and waited for what this figure had to say. "That was just natural strength. You do not want to see what I can do when I release. So it will be you who will listen to our demands." His eyes then stared at Kazuko "You, Kazuko. Tell me, I have heard of Shikai and Bankai but never got into much detail. Explain to me what Bankai is and inform me whether this person is someone you are familiar with. Pavel stared at the man and continued to wait for what he was going to do.

"You will bring us to the this blessed blade and when you do you will leave us. If you do not comply, I will make sure your body is flayed, and mutilated for the world to see." Pavel grabbed onto what dismembered limb he brought and made sure it was in reach in front of him. The others would not know what this meant, but it allowed the XSG to regenerate any wounds if need be, all he needed to do was consume and everything will be fixed. 'But if you desire death. Come. Death awaits us all in the end. But if you are eager to embrace it, embrace your own name. Then I will speed up the process."



Remaining Reiatsu: 1,900/2,000
Combat Post:2/12

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“Glad you two agree then,” Kazuko said, glad to have the team on the same page for once. Hell, even Anastasia seemed to be cooperating with him… which made the boy feel a bit uneasy. Distracted by his thoughts, the boy did not even notice when the other officer took another one of his sweets. Good thing, too, or he might have thrown a fit. Regardless, they had no trouble for the time being – well, at least until they heard the sound of a bell. Hooded figures materialized around their position, surrounding them, just as the eerie mist had done moments before. They made no moves to attack, ignoring the fact that the boy had already drawn his zanpakuto. If they were not there to fight them, then what were they doing there anyway? As if answering his thoughts, a lone figure appeared before them, clapping; his appearance made him out to be a Shinigami, along with his pressure, but that was questionable given the circumstances. The Vice-Captain had no knowledge of any other Shinigami who were assigned to the mission. Both Anastasia and Kazuko were the only ones needed for such a task. Then why was this man here? Was he a survivor from the last expedition? That seemed unlikely to the boy, given that the others were nothing more than rotting corpses, and that mission had taken place far beyond the years of age that this man possessed.


“Whoever you are, I order you to state your name, squad, and purpose here.” Kazuko gestured toward his badge, and continued, “My name is Vice-Captain Kazuko Shiba of the Ninth Squad. I was not aware of any other Shinigami assigned to this assignment.” At the moment, the Shinigami had made some open threats to the group of three, something that the boy was clearly disregarding. He did not take them seriously at heart, given what he saw from the man. Maybe staying too long in the temple had driven the man insane, or at least somewhat not right in the head. Any Shinigami, officer or not, would be able to the distinguish the badges and pressures that both Anastasia and Kazuko had; the man had to know he was in the presence of officers, even if they both seemed to be odd-balls – one more than the other, if Kazuko had to say anything about it. His line of thought, however, was caught off as soon as he felt the pressure in the room intensify, and the man utter a certain word: Bankai. Something… something had to be wrong here. That was impossible! Bankai!? This… this is a mistake. No one outside of the Captains should have that kind of power! The Shiba was confused greatly by what he was seeing and feeling.


Mr. Elmas, luckily, eased the shock away from the boy, and spoke out against the mysterious figure; he countered the threats of the man with some of his own, making a show of his physical strength again. At the end of his taunt, he redirected his attention toward Kazuko, and asked him about the powers of their zanpakuto. The Vice-Captain hesitated a moment, considering his answer, and the weight it might carry, but decided to share the information with the man regardless. “Shikai and Bankai are the manifestations of our power. They usually revolve around a central concept or theme, different for every Shinigami, and each stage builds on that. Shikai is a basic, but strong power that all officers and some unseated members carry. Bankai, however… is the ultimate power a Shinigami can reach. It brings a Shinigami to a new plateau of strength, in most cases… Only the Captains have reached Bankai, to my knowledge.” The Vice-Captain finished, leaving the unsaid message hanging in the there for Mr. Elmas to catch on to. If Bankai was something only Captains should posses, then who in the world was this man if had it?


After Mr. Elmas had finished speaking, Kazuko asked, his voice cautious, toward the mysterious figure, “Why do you have a Bankai?” Of course, he did not expect a straight answer from the man. It was best for an opponent to hold to some secrets to their strengths, or so they taught at the Academy. For some reason, though, the boy felt more agitated and uneasy than he thought he should be in this situation. His hands were shaking, and his body felt damp with sweat; it was if a gnawing sense of feat was scratching away at his subconscious. When he scanned around with his Energy Sensory once more, he found the source of the aura: Mr. Elmas. Kazuko looked questioningly at the man, his eyebrows knit together. "Mr. Elmas, are you alright? You seem to be... a bit different at the moment." The boy had to wonder if the man was doing this on purpose or not if he was releasing his reiatsu the way he was. For now, it seemed that he preparing for the battle, and that this... feeling, was an after effect.


Still, the boy could not spend too much attention talking amongst his team when there was an opponent right in front of them. If they let their guards down for very long, they may not get much farther into the temple, and fail, or die, in their missions. If a battle was coming, then they had to prepared for anything and eveything that might come their way. Regardless of what either man said, the boy formed to plates of Air-Ground beneath his feet, and slowly rose up into the air. He did use Advanced-Air Ground just yet; he needed to conserve as much of his strength as possible for the time being. Kazuko still had his Vice-Captains’ Limiter on, so he wanted to save that trump card until the moment he really needed to use his full power. Though, that also worked both ways. If he was dead, then having a Limiter was pretty pointless. So he had to watch out and pay close attention to anything the mysterious figure had up his sleeve. Kazuko glanced down at Anastasia and hoped she did not try anything foolish. The last thing they needed was the man to have a temper and blow a fit at the girl. Though, they were seemingly in a battle at the moment, so she would probably hold herself back… he hoped.


Remaining Reiatsu: 2250/2400

Combat Posts: 2/8 (1/2 Resting Posts)

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Did this man, in his own words, just tell her “no”? Huh. Well, she loved a challenge. Anyone who knows Anastasia knew that “no” means “yes” in her twisted little world. Everyday was opposite day and if it didn’t work in her favor then “Opposite Day” was over for the time being. She was going into Elmo’s pockets. Though, that was something she’d do later on. Right now, they had a new problem. The zombies were gone and that was fine and dandy but something came back. The chill in the air made her shiver. They were surrounded by mist which caused Anastasia to turn as she looked around cautiously. Something made her feel very uncomfortable and then, she felt a creeping feeling travel up her spine.

In no time at all, a man had appeared before them as if it were some kind of magic trick. Curiously, Anastasia tilted her head off to the side as she inspected the man; her haunting off-white irises scanning him from head to toe. Well, he wasn’t bad looking at all. He had a touch of arrogance and all the traits of a shinigami. He was one of their own. Strange but… after facing those zombies, she didn’t put it past anyone or anything for more of them to reappear. What if he was already dead and they reanimated his corpse or something crazy like that? Well, that was farfetched but the female Kuchiki was forming all sorts of conspiracy theories in her silly little mind. "Very well done, you three. But unfortunately, your quest ends here. I can't allow you to continue." Another foe. Delightful.

He appeared as if he was almost performing a show… and they were the main act. She turned around, getting a better look at their audience; the figures that hid behind the hoods. She waved hello, grinning wildly. For some unknown reason, it made her anxious. Excited. She almost wanted to fight. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you die in a battle worth putting in the history books. It'll make a nice addition to the library here." A sly smile worked its way onto Anastasia’s face. “Can’t say I disagree. You are to die for.” she shrugged. The female had a certain amused, twinkle in her eye as she spoke. Anastasia started with her usual antics, taking a much more smooth approach than Elmo. Being one who’d rather negotiate than fight, she’d rather find out a little information and do as little work as possible. Though, given the situation… it would seem they were going to be pit against each other. Still, she continued. “Couldn’t we just skip the fighting and all that bloody stuff. Besides, I’d be a great addition for you.” A feeble attempt to weasel her way out of a fight.

But that quickly went downhill. She felt some sort of pressure and it was just a little daunting. Maybe on a scale of 1-10, it was an 11. Inhale. Exhale. Just breathe and maybe the intimidating sensation would go away. It made feel like she was on pins and needles; the fear slowly settling in. She could near Kazuko and Elmo talking in the background but something about this other shinigami didn’t sit right with her. Ah. They were going to be force to fight. Elmo was threatening him and, well, that’s someone she wouldn’t want to get in a fist fight with. Anastasia bit the inside of her cheek, her hand moving on to grip the hilt of her blade. Anxious and scared. Ha. What a terrible combination of emotions to have in a fight. Still, she maintained her calm composure as best as she could. Could that be the opposing shinigami’s force? She wasn’t sure. As he drew his own weapon, Anastasia felt compelled to draw hers. “You know, Kazu-chan… I don’t think he’s with us… at all…” Unsure if anyone had noticed her being nervous Nancy in her own corner, she attempted to save face and continue on her shameless flirting.

“You have a name, handsome?”

Oh he gave her a name alright. Not the kind of name she wanted to hear either. In fact it was probably the worst thing to hear at the moment.Bankai, Shinjinbukai foji..." Her jaw nearly dropped when she heard those words leave his mouth. Her lips parted in surprise. She looked either side to her comrades as if to say ‘We’re in deep trouble’. It was serious stuff. “…Oh boy. He has a bankai.” Anastasia didn’t even have bankai yet. Quite frankly, she was a little scared of what it would do given what her shikai was. However, none of them knew what it was and she was perfectly fine with keeping both Kazuko and Mr.Elmas in the dark about it. Just as Shoku-chan had instructed, she used it wisely and sparingly because of what it did to her. “Mm…There are few vice-captains with it as well…Though, I only know of one…I’m sure there are a few more that have it.. It’s extremely rare but it exists amongst our rank at least.” she shrugged. Maybe one day, she could get bankai on her own. “Not yet.” Though, she knew Shoku-chan thought she was too irresponsible at the moment. “…Yet.” he repeated. So, it wasn’t impossible? Ha. That’s food for thought.

Before anyone got nice and bloody, she wanted to see what he could do without having to sacrifice anything at all. Anastasia reached into her pocket to fish something out. “Hold on. I think I can use… this..” Kazuko would hear a familiar crinkle; the kind of crinkle he’s used to hearing when he’s ready to chow down on his favorite treat. In her hands, she held a candy bar freshly stolen from just a few moments before. “Heads up!” she warned as she aimed to peg the shinigami in the head with the candy bar. Not only would he find it annoying, but it would be distracting considering that he had 3 foes to deal with and Elmo was about as ready as an attack dog hopped up on steroids. Anastasia then proceeded to back up a few steps, drawing her blade. The consequences of her newest and dumbest decision started to sink into her brain. Still, she smiled daringly, knowing full well what she did… she wore it like a badge of honor. “What if he comes for you first, idiot?” her spirit roared angrily. His owner was so stupid sometimes.

“That’s good! It means he likes me!”

[Hadrian J. Ryan Ⅻ]

If the Shinigami was effected by the explosive force of Pavel's intimidatory act, he didn't show it. He quivered slightly under the weight of the pressure, but he didn't look scared. Unfortunately for Pavel, his attempt at intimidating the Mysterious Shinigami was slowly crumbling, and to add insult to injury, when Pavel started to punch the wall, it wouldn't break. The ice remained steadfast and firm, unmoved by Pavel's massive strength.

"Sorry, but that kind of strength won't exceed the strength of the Abbot. That ice isn't going to break because you hit it a few times." With the effect of Cog finished, the Shinigami began to speak again. "As for my Bankai, let's say that it's a gift from the Blessed Brothers to me. Did you do any research before walking into this place? Surely you understand the purpose of the Blesses Order and why the monastery has appeared?"

The man was taunting them, he was clearly at ease in this unsettling atmosphere. The hooded figures continued to look on, their face still hidden in the shadows of their robes. The man looked on impassively, and then Ana threw the sweet, with perfect accuracy. It was sailing towards the man, about to hit him on the head, when he murmured: "Way of the Sword" Immediately, a sword appeared, floating in the air in front of the man. It was in the style of a European sword, with a thick long blade and an ornate cruciform hilt.

The man didn't move, and remained standing there with his arms crossed. He same could not be said for the sword. Without any external assistance, the blade swung downwards, catching the sweet on the flat of the blade and sending it down to he ground. The sweet was crushed with the force, and the wrapper flopped pathetically in the wake of the sword's swing. However, the fight had now started, and the Mysterious Shinigami was in motion.

"Way of the Arrow" He murmured, and suddenly the three adventurers would see three beams of light, each aimed directly onto the hearts of the three adventurers, like the guiding beams of sniper rifles. At the other end of each of three beams, three identical bows appeared. Without anything touching them, the bowstrings pulled themselves back, and suddenly three arrows were loosed. The arrows flew straight and true along the beams of light, and would pierce the hearts of the three adventurers lest they dodged or blocked.

But he still wasn't finished. With the three arrows loosed, the Shinigami finally moved from his standing position. "Way of the Lance" He took up a defensive stance and held both arms out in front of him. With a flash of green light, a long ornate lance appeared in his hands. It had a blood red shaft, which had been embellished with a blue ridge, providing a grip. The spearhead was a wicked, barbed red point. With the three adventurers dealing with his previous attack, he had plenty of time to prepare himself.

Bankai 2/10

Reiatsu Remaining: 975/1500 : -25 for Way of the Sword, -75 for 3 Way of the Arrow, -25 for Way of the Lance

[Pavel Fedoseev]

SPOILER: Click to show

{Play Me}

Pavel immediately injected the syringe into his vein and pressed down, the black liquid entered into his body and thus activated his release, without moving his eyes at the figure who had cut the candy in half, Pavel only shook his head "You had one chance. And now it is gone." soon after after an average sized Katana colored black with serrated teeth appeared out of his left hand, the blade grew from his flesh and appeared to be of perfect steel origin, everything about the blade appeared as if it was an actual sword. This was Pavel's fullbring, he was able to genetically modify his body to create a sword if needed. On his right hand, on his wrist was a shield, the shield was of different appearance, instead of looking like steel it appeared to be hardened flesh and blood. The size began to bubble and expand before shrinking into a shield that was four foot in height and width along with a rectangular shape.

What made the shield special that that it required triple Pavels strength before anything could break through it, and in front of it there were large spikes protruding from the shield, so if he slammed it against someone it would impale them with many holes. "Your so called 'gift of the abbot' will become my new trophy." that was when he finally noticed the beams of light aimed directly at his heart, when he released the arrows, Pavel immediately dodged to the side, having an impressive speed already he was able to quickly move out of the way, he glared at the shinigami and gritted his teeth before preparing to use his speed to get as close to him as possible. Tensing his legs the XSG paid little attention to his associates and wanted to get the job finished as soon as possible. Launching himself, the XSG appeared at the side of the figure in black.

Almost immediately without hesitation the Assassin turned and sliced the hooded figures legs off, attempting to stop him from using this "Way of the lance". If this worked he would then make sure to push the figure over and place his foot onto the mans neck, even though he was not using the technique cog, the man had hoped this display of power would make this man reconsider. "The moment you try to do anything funny, I will snap your neck like the chicken bone to me it is." he slowly added pressure to it, making sure that the man knew he had the power to break his neck with a simple twitch. Soon after he raised his foot and slammed it onto the hooded figures left arm before immediately returning it to his neck and stared at the figure. The arm would have been all but intact, spreading blood and other materials in every direction. "Now. You will tell us who is this abbot and what he is capable of. And I do not want to know any propaganda crap, I want to know the specifics. Then you will tell us where this Blessed Blade is. When you are done we will let you go."

What the figure would also notice was a piece of flesh falling out of Pavel's leg and landing onto the figures neck, the lump of flesh would integrate into his flesh and begin to siphon 100 reiatsu from his being and deliver it to Pavel. "You had one chance, and now it is gone. We could have let you go, but you decided to let this figure control your life. And now, your sense of loyalty has rewarded you death. Your last moments on this earth will be forgotten, your very spirit and memory will be lost. Like tears in the rain, you will disappear." With that he was silent, he wanted to know what this abbot was, he wanted to know where this blessed blade was and he did not want to waste time fooling with a being that did not think of options and wanted to fight them. Ever softly he whispered to himself "Welcome to... your Xcution."



Release:1/10

Remaining Reiatsu:1,500/1,900

Combat Post: 3/12

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"Yeah... he's not with us. Not by a long shot." Kazuko said, agreeing with Anastasia for the moment. Kazuko did two things at the moment: the first was that he was analyzing the man and his Bankai. The way it operated, and how it worked for him both in his movements and in his attacks. It seemed by way of speech, the mysterious figure was able to use different collections of weapons, materialize them, and manipulate them at will. Whether this was the full extent of his power, or there was more to experience, it had yet to be seen. The second thing Kazuko did, however, was mourn the loss of his candy bar. Anastasia… The boy thought, glaring at the girl. She was a good thief, he had to give her that.  The boy didn't even realize it when she had pocketed one of his candy bars. Worse, she got the piece of candy destroyed. Still, as much as the boy hated to admit it, the move did let them in on some of the abilities of their opponent. It was still my candy though... she could have asked. I might have said no, but still. It really did sting to see it go in such a dishonorable way.

Regardless, when the arrow of light had come strike the boy, Kazuko merely sidestepped, watching the trajectory of the beam as it moved, conserving his energy. Kazuko had fought countless Quincy, and knew most accounts of their abilities, some of which included being able to bend arrows in midflight. If the man possessed this ability as well, Kazuko was not certain. If it did bend, he would react appropriately however. For now, the Vice-Captain merely watched as Mr. Elmas engaged the mysterious figure, using the release of what appeared to be his Fullbring to fight him. It’s not a very graceful power, but it is strong. Kazuko thought as he watched. For now, Elmas seemed to be employing nothing but brute strength and power to attack the man, opting to throw skill and precision out the window. However he fought, the boy would not complain. Different people had different skill sets and uses. That was how the world worked. The Vice-Captain would not interfere with their combat yet, and wanted to see how the mysterious would react, and what powers both men would bring to the table. That in the run of things, both cannot be trusted.

Kazuko would advise Anastasia if she also remained, “Let’s not interfere just yet, Anastasia. Mr. Elmas can handle himself for the moment. We can conserve our energy and learn how they both fight if we just watch and wait.” Though his words seemed a bit harsh to let a comrade fight alone for now, Kazuko knew it was tactically sound. Both Anastasia and Kazuko could trust each other without the worry of betrayal, but Elmas was another story. He had his own motivations and reasons for helping them, and despite how good he seemed, he could not be trusted. The Vice-Captains had to play it smart and stick together if they wanted to accomplish their mission. “Do you agree, Anastasia?” Kazuko asked the woman, wondering if she was on the same page as him. The boy knew he could trust her if things grew dicey, and he knew she could rely on him as well. But they were equals in rank, so he wanted to hear her say in this as well. Even if she could goof off sometimes, she knew when to get serious when it mattered after all.

Still… if this man proves to be a challenging opponent, I may just resort to using that. Kazuko thought, referring to his Bankai, waiting to see if his zanpakuto spirit had any complaints. Thankfully, the old senile man said nothing, or just plain ignored the boy. Either way, he breathed a sigh of relief at that. The boy had kept it secret for some time since his training with Gagoiru in the mountains, not willing to use it in combat situations. He was still too young, and even with all the training he put himself under, the power was still too much to control for someone like him. The Elders in his clan had warned him that he needed at least ten years of training before he could apply the power to combat safely and have it fully under his control, so he heeded their warnings for now, albeit grudgingly. Still, Kazuko felt confident that the need would likely not arise in all likelihood. Not with people like Anastasia and Mr. Elmas around as teammates. No, they could probably tackle anything if they played things smart, or at least that was what the boy thought at the moment as he watched them fight. His Reiatsu, likewise, was prepared and ready just in case he needed to use something drastic to either help himself or his teammates.


Remaining Reiatsu: 2250/2400

Combat Posts: 2/8 (2/2 Resting Posts)

SPOILER: Click to show

{OOC}

Just so you guys know, I talked to John, and he said it would be alright if we used our Character Updates and stuff once we clear this section.

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Hmph. He brushed off her attempts at a conversation. Heh. There it was again. That man’s own way of saying no. If there’s one thing you shouldn’t tell Anastasia, it’s the word “no”. She was going to find a way to get some kind of reaction all in the name of amusement and to sate her own twisted desire to make people uncomfortable. Well, there was that and enjoying a conversation too. Though, he seemed to be eager enough to show off and boast. She tilted her head, watching him. Cog made her uncomfortable, but he didn’t seem to be affected by it at all. "As for my Bankai, let's say that it's a gift from the Blessed Brothers to me. Did you do any research before walking into this place? Surely you understand the purpose of the Blesses Order and why the monastery has appeared?" The wheels in her mind were slowly turning. All kinds of people flocked here like moths to a flame and only one of them stood above the rest. Only one of them stood on a pedestal beneath a pile of dead bodies.

Being a thief, you knew the run of things. You knew everyone’s convictions and what drove them to be in such a miserable place like this. If he was the only person who got a ‘gift’ from the ‘Blessed Brothers’…and if people went in threes… “Are you sure? It’s plausible but…” she placed her hand on her hilt, finally standing up straight. “I don’t know, Shoku-chan. There are reanimated shinigami corpses and dead fullbringers outside. It’s worth trying to find out~” Was he a man of honor? Clearly not seeing as how he cut that poor little candy bar down. At least it revealed something about what he could do. “Awh~ That’s not nice, handsome. I thought you were the type that liked sweet things~” She shrugged with mock innocence as she glanced at Kazuko. Anastasia could feel that glare and harshness behind it. It was as heated as a volcano. Big success.

She wanted him to talk though. Anastasia actually didn’t know enough about this place. All she really knew was one word: Treasure. Wherever it is, she will find it. She had the blood of a pirate coursing through her veins. She couldn’t NOT stay away. Before she knew it, there was a beam of light on her heart and she quickly sidestepped to the with all her speed; fearful of whatever was targeting her was going to hit. The moment she saw the beams, Anastasia moved. Her heart was on her left side so moving the opposite way would give her enough of a chance to get away from the arrow. “Yeesh.” She knew quincy well enough. That lock of her hair still hasn’t grown back thanks to Malik the gatekeeper or that one Ice Castle where it used to be hot.

“Oh I get it. You weren’t strong enough to have Bankai in Soul Society so you came here looking for the easy way out~ You’re not a captain. You just killed your comrades to get what you want~” her voice was loud enough to be heard. Anastasia knew how to command a room. She was grinning like the devil. She spoke to him in a challenging tone but that was as far as it went. She was all bark and no bite… for now at least. Once again, Anastasia preferred to keep on the sidelines and avoid as much combat as possible. Besides, Elmo seemed way more eager to fight than anyone else. Was he trust worthy though? If what she said had some degree of truth to it then maybe Elmo really wasn’t to be trusted at all. Aside from being strong and willing to help… he was just a comrade she kept at arms length. She preferred to give him a false sense of security for the meantime, allowing him to think that she was an idiot.

“Let’s not interfere just yet, Anastasia. Mr. Elmas can handle himself for the moment. We can conserve our energy and learn how they both fight if we just watch and wait. Do you agree, Anastasia?” She looked to Kazuko and back at the shinigami and Elmo and nodded. “Mmhmm. Dunno ‘bout you, but I like hanging around the back~” she smiled, folding her arms across her chest. She moved a little closer to Kazuko so she wouldn’t have to be shouting while she spoke to him. “You think if I cut off all his hair…I’d get lots of ryo for selling it?” she asked him randomly, pointing at the opposing shinigami. It was idle chatter but because she was sitting back and watching, there wasn’t much else to do. Besides, harassing people was fun. “I think the robed guys are wearing robes ‘cause they’re probably bald. Heh.. Did you know you can become bald from being around five feet and having brown hair and brown eyes!? Crazy right?” She teased. Anastasia was really hoping she wasn’t going to be dragged in this fight. She didn’t really want anyone to fight regardless. It wasn’t like they had a choice though, there was an audience that came to be pleased and entertained by the slaughter of their newest guests and they just won’t get that today.[/font

[Hadrian J. Ryan Ⅻ]

[OOC: With Andr gone, Kazuko will no longer be participating in this thread. Instead, after this battle, Takehiko will join the fray. Also, apologies for the short post.]

"Tch. Don't get ahead of yourself, human." The Shinigami snorted derisively at Pavel's insults. "The monks do not grant this power to just anybody who decides to walk in this door." But Pavel was already in motion. The Shinigami remained stationary. However, as soon as Pavel appeared by his side, he took a leap back. "Way of the Shield : Impenetrable Defence." As Pavel's sword swing through the air, a large, curved, golden shield materialised. As soon as Pavel's blade struck the shield, he would be hit with a force equal to his own strength. Off balance from the sword-swing and movements, the force should be enough to knock him over, if not send him flying.

"I'm not weak! See?!" The man shouted, with a frantic appeal to the hooded figures surrounding the area. "Surely this has proven that to you?!" He sounded desperate... like a man on his last chance. The hooded figures watched on, uncaring. They were going to see this battle through to the end. The Shinigami jumped using Shunpo up to Kazuko, and then murmured: "Way of the Lance." Using the shaft of the lance as a bludgeon, he whacked Kazuko into the opposite wall, sending up a cloud of frozen ice crystals.

Not content, he turned towards Ana. "I didn't kill my comrades. They failed the test that was put to us, and paid the price. Only I deserved the power that the Monks hold." And with a swift motion he threw the lance. "Way of the Lance: Piercing Light." At once, the lance elongated into a beam of light which would strike the spot on which Ana was standing. If she didn't move, the light would pierce her through the heart, which would undoubtedly have grave consequences. However, the light was also travelling at a speed of 374, making it a formidable attack.

Turning back to Pavel, the Shinigami looked down on him from the Air Ground. "Continue your senseless assault, barbaric human, and see how far it will get you."

Bankai: 3/10
Reiatsu : 750/1500 : -75 for Way of the Shield : Impenetrable Defence, -100 for Way of the Lance : Piercing Light : -50 for Shunpo

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Anastasia watched wide eyed with excitement as she watched the fight go on. She hadn’t been paying a lot of attention to Kazuko but was sure he could see the same thing; Elmo’s power wasn’t something to brush off casually. The expression on her face revealed that she was watching him with the same judging eyes as the others were; observing his every move and every distressed word that dropped from his lips. He seemed to be in a certain kind of predicament; the sort Anastasia swore she wouldn’t get caught in during her times of hardcore gambling and stealing. It was that desperate, pleading look that she absolutely refused to have in any situation. Anastasia truly pitied the man.

“You’re a little weak if you have to prove it, my friend~” she grinned awkwardly as she use her fingers to emphasize the ‘little’ as she spoke to him. Just as she finished, he started to cross some lines that she was more than bothered by. She was downright upset. The way he smacked the kid with his lance like a baseball bat to a ball stirred something within the female shinigami. She normally did not care for comrades who fell so easily or weren’t capable in battle. After all, if you couldn’t look after yourself then you were as good as dead. Anastasia spent the majority of her life fending for herself until she finally made it somewhere worthwhile and stabilized. Watching him getting swat aside with a flurry of icy crystals was not going to bring a very pretty side of Anastasia out. “Kazu-chan!” she called out, fearing the worst already. He was absolutely capable and a great lieutenant and she was not going to let him have his cake and eat it too.

Anastasia’s anger was not wild nor was it ill tempered. Rather, it was cold and calculating. Quite different than the time she argued with her favorite mini lieutenant. She smiled but only did so purely out maliciousness. He would see it; he would see the storm that ravaged within her and threatened to consume her enemies. He’d done something she didn’t like and he was going to regret that very soon. You don’t push a normally calm, happy individual to their breaking point. Demons run when good men go to war. Though, Anastasia was a woman so this shinigami would easily have it a million times worse. "I didn't kill my comrades. They failed the test that was put to us, and paid the price. Only I deserved the power that the Monks hold." Would she kill him? No. She thought of something far better. He was not deserving of death; only ridicule. Anastasia would gladly give him that.

He turned towards her and she finally drew her nagamaki. It made sense that he’d only go after her after he just smashed Kazuko away. She used shunpo to drop to the ground, noticing the light. She’d moved faster than she had before. He’d used the same technique again only, it seemed faster. He had a shield, arrow, lance and sword… was that the extent of his abilities? She wasn’t sure. Without missing a beat, she jumped up using another shunpo up to the air-ground once more to move a little behind and underneath him. “Looks like you’re about to lose it… am I right?” she called out from under him, referencing his earlier comment about the power the Monks gave him. “You’re up against a lieutenant and a very powerful human… how long do you think you can go..? You’ve already expended far more time and energy than the both of us combined and I honestly haven’t had any intentions of touching you…yet~” It was more threatening than she let on. She spoke as she moved. As she came out of shunpo, Anastasia’s hand quickly snapped up and grabbed the tail of his coat, the piece right next to his ankles, and yanked backwards. If your clothing was loose and flowing, you best believe Anastasia was going to grab at it. It was even worse for him because not only was that bit of the coat behind him, but below his torso. An area generally harder to defend. He’d have to maneuver his way around and redirect his attention properly if he wanted to get some kind of hit on her.

Providing she was successful, and slammed the blade of her nagamaki into the joint of the knee closest to her. She was somewhat behind him so it had to be in the back of his knees. It only took one hand to yank him back and the other to stab forward. The best thing about the nagamaki was that she had a reach should couldn’t normally attain with a smaller sword. It was long and it had a shorter blade but the idea was to reach him first before he got to her. The intention was to bring him closer to her blade as her’s moved closer to him. This wasn’t the worst of it…. “Hado #8. Tsuzuri Raiden.” That was. Anastasia’s reiatsu was no laughing joke. Though, his wasn’t either. She just barely surpassed his. Still, he was in for the shock of his life and with electricity coursing its way through his body, there was a chance the man would be paralyzed for the duration of the kido and his leg potentially useless for…well, maybe a while.

Whether Anastasia was successful or not, she was going to back away. Staying close for too long wasn’t a good idea and those lances sure as hell weren’t fun. She used one last shunpo, moving backwards. Making her retract her blade as she did so. She wore an expression on her face as if she had absolutely no qualms about him taking her on alone. She didn’t know how Elmo down there felt, but Anastasia was capable of doing it alone. Normally, Anastasia would have preferred not to but now, she wanted to. “Ay dios mio...If you were in anyone’s good graces, I don’t think you’d be here fighting intruders like a guard dog~ If I didn’t know any better, it sounds like they sent you out here with the intention of you dying…” Her voice lingered on, she watched him expectantly. She was curious as to how he’d react to her comments. He couldn’t possibly be so stupid as to deny that… right? She wanted to provoke him. In fact, she wouldn’t move until he did so. She would be quite happy dancing around him until she finally felt she was finished with him.

“You’re not so blind… are you, sweetheart? You’re on death row.”

Anastasia's Remaining Reiatsu: 4625/4800 (-150 x3 Shunpo, -25 x1 Tsuzuri Raiden)

[Pavel Fedoseev]

[ooc] After a lot of thinking I want to see if Anas plan work, so I'm taking this as a resting post. Sorry for short post.

"Feh. This is going to become a bit more complicated" Pavel spoke to himself as he picked himself back up, the impact was enough to knock Pavel down but he was given the oppertunity to stand back up. That was when he observed the man speak a desperate plea to their observers "I'm not weak! See?!" the man was silent as he was disgusted with this show of arrogance then begging for his observers to see that he had power. "Surely this has proven that to you?!" that was when he used a shunpo and appeared infront of Kazuko, murmuring another phrase before a lance appeared form no-where. "Apparently you need to speak before you are able to create something. Perhaps based on what you say creates what you make."[/color] Pavel thought to himself. The being that was known as Kazuko was hit by the blunt end of the weapon causing him to hit into the opposite wall, sending ice crystals. But Pavel paid no mind to his acquaintances possible demise. Like everyone that fights for their cause, they are as replaceable as their predecessors, as easily forgotten as their successors are unknown. Pavel observed his opponent, growing aware that he could not fight forever. Beads of sweat began to drip from the side of his face as he knew he was beginning to push his body. But that was when he listened to another of his crazy rants "I didn't kill my comrades. They failed the test that was put to us, and paid the price. Only I deserved the power that the Monks hold." He wanted to see if Anastasias Plan worked so he took the oppertunity to rest his body a bit. Observing everything happening in front of him, and making sure he was able to react if things didnt go accordingly.

Release:2/10

Remaining Reiatsu:1,500/1,900

Resting Post: 1/2

[Hadrian J. Ryan Ⅻ]

[OOC: Whoo! Doctor Who quote in Ana's post!]

The Shinigami was not fazed by Ana's threats. He simply stood there, unprovoked. "I may have expended more energy than ye, but remember that these are very unfair odds. Three on one is hardly in line with the Shinigami code of honour. And anyway, if I defeat you, my battles end. If you defeat me, your problems will only have just begun." And with that, Ana's attack began. The Shinigami did not expect the Vice-Captain to appear beneath him and yank at the tail of his coat. The resulting force caught him off balance and pulled him towards the ground.

The pommel of Ana's blade collided with the back of his knee, and he whimpered in pain. "Way of the Sword" he moaned through gritted teeth, he clearly didn't have any pain tolerance. However, Ana would not have a chance to activate her Kido. If she remained in the same position to activate it, the sword which had appeared would slice through her arm, a hindrance which she would do well to avoid. If she did continue, the Shinigami would be paralysed, but unfortunately the sword wouldn't be. She would lose her arm, halfway between her wrist and her elbow.

Unfortunately, if she didn't use her Kido, then another a problem would emerge. Such an instinctive dodge would have a predictable end. The Shinigami didn't even turn to face her new position. "Way of the Arrow: Relentless Barrage" Behind the man, facing Ana were now hundreds of unique bows, each with an arrow of light notched and strung. She would be assaulted by 473 arrows, one for every point of reiatsu strength the man had. The barrage would only last a few seconds, throwing ice crystals in every direction, and pockmarking the ground like a meteor storm.

If Ana didn't do something she would end up akin to a pincushion, and undoubtedly a few of the arrows would catch Pavel if he didn't do something. The spread of the arrows was wide to ensure that no two arrows hit the same place. It was like a fatal light show. The Shinigami smiled. This was the end of them, or so he thought.

Bankai: 4/10
Reiatsu: 625/1500 : -25 for Way of the Sword, -100 for Way of the Arrow: Relentless Barrage.

[Pavel Fedoseev]

[OOC] This motherfucker. Sorry for short post again, pretty straightforward post nothing too complex.

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"Way of the Sword" Pavels eyes looked up as he realized that the plan worked to an extent, when the sword appeared and swung down he took this opportunity to position himself behind the man and jump. Because this person was preoccupied with Ana and the fact that Pavel was quite a fast person he was able to get to the right spot that allowed him to act his plan. Tensing his muscles the XSG was able to jump and use airground at the right moment when he was behind the soul reaper. "Arrogant. And Weak." along with that phrase he lifted his arm swung it, aiming directly at the head with his forearm. If he made contact with with his head it would have enough strength to cause a direct decapitation if not send him flying into the wall with an intense impact upon landing. This fight has gone too long and this man has proven to be of hindrance to the job. There was no holding back anymore this man had to be eliminated, he had little concern if Ana was able to let go of her blade before he struck. "Problems will always be a part of the job. To simply state that a little speed bump will prevent us from achieving our goals. Then you thought too highly of yourself. As he stood upon the air he gazed at the shrouded figures. His eyes the only thing they could see, as his face was covered by the disguise of bandages. He was silent, he had no reason to interact with those that tried to have him killed. Their agenda was still hidden and he did not trust whether to believe what they say or could say. But for now his attention was fully focused on the opponent.



Remaining Reiatsu: 1,500

Fullbring Post: 3/10

Combat Post:4/12