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Post by Sir Razgriz on Jul 27, 2008 6:12:40 GMT 1
As the raven swooped towards him, Captain Hremsfeld lifted his shield in time to stop the claws themselves. The weight of the bird, however, was a different story. Effectively, the hollow had just body-slammed him. That momentum, however, managed to work both ways; due to simply being unable to stop the bird, it deflected off the shield and re-stabilized several yards away.
"Ryu, show me what you've got; keep those Gillians busy. I'll keep the Adjuchas off your butt. Make sure- what the?" While the captain was taking advantage of the Raven's dizziness, the Raven was taking advantage of the captain's monologue, deciding to drop down at the newly-arrived spectator. Shooting himself downwards at it (and again becoming a missile), the rushing Russian only managed to impact the bird's legs and deflect it. Though its beak, being its mask, was the ideal target, even hitting a wing would have crippled the beast. Instead, it cratered the ground ten feet from its prey, leaving an only slightly larger hole than the shinigami who'd impacted nearby.
"Get - ouch - out of - erg! - here, whoever you are," ordered Razgriz as he popped his joints back into socket. Hoping they would oblige, he ran at the bird, shield carried like a sword, clearly trying to stick a point or three into it. Despite being on street level and therefore at a disadvantage, the bird put up a surprisingly good job at stopping the attack. Assuming, of course, that blindly firing a bala out of each talon and hoping one connects counts as defense.
Not even trying to block the one ball that came near him, Razgriz fired a bolt of lightning into it, instead. Although the resulting explosion was closer than he would've liked, collided supernatural attacks rupturing typically don't cause many deaths worldwide; they just leave those nearby feeling singed.
With a ringing in his ears and pain from the large-scale sunburn on his face, Razgriz's charge continued. After all, his legs still worked and his vision was fine, right? Swinging sideways, Captain Hremsfeld had a clear shot on the bird's neck...
...until it jumped off the ground and he hit its already-weakend leg again. Now along for the ride, the only sensible thing to do was to make sure falling off was impossible. When you've just re-located seven minor- and not-so-minor joints in your arms alone, grip is hard to come by. To keep attached, the captain first plucked several of the bird's leg feathers and put his hand on its exposed flesh. "Hold fast to me," he stated, causing the bird to do exactly that. The second thing he did was remind himself to thank Galm for the pointers she'd given him. The third thing he did was wonder exactly what was happening in Hueco Mondo if 24 Gillians 19 Gillians and an Adjuchas were running amok in Seireitei.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*In Hueco Mondo*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
"Where the fucking hell did he go?!" is the polite way of expressing exactly what the shinigami strike force said as Kyuuketsuki disappeared. The sudden and complete disappearance of such a large reiatsu was unfathomable. It easily eclipsed even the Captain-Commander's; in fact, thought officer Galm Ingram, it was easily the largest reiatsu she'd felt at once before, including her time in the academy when every single recruit flared theirs up at the same time to see whose was biggest.
"Sohn von a Weibchen!" Cursed the mage, slipping back into her native German. Looking about, she saw and sensed only more waves of hungry hollow of various levels, seeking to consume the firey force that'd instantly wiped out so many of their brethren. Firing blast after blast of purple energy at the approaching hordes, Galm could do little more than point out the obvious. "The portal's still open. Do we retreat? Kyuuketsuki seems to have left in a hurry."
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Running at the massive beasts, Vice-Captain Yui Takeda decided she really needed to take out her frustration on something and theses Gillians would make an excellent target. Unfurling her ribbons, she started to swing one in an arc off to the side while running at the nearest Menos.
"That idiot's probably trying to take them out one hollow at a time," she thought aloud as she let fly the spiraling weight. "I'll show him up. I'll take on two." The weight went straight into the hollow's mask, burrowing as it went - exactly as it was supposed to. Holding tight to the other side, she ran around the beast's head until the ribbon cut through the mask and the weight came out. Jumping off the one, she landed on the nose of another nearby Gillian and repeated the tactic. Jumping straight back and forth between them, Yui began playing tic-tac-toe one their faces, until being broadsided by a third Gillian's cero blast and plummeting towards the ground.
Not quite wishing to splatter, she instead lifted the ribbon above her head. "Dolore dell'etere, morte del mondo: sbiad!" she called out, causing the ribbon to go rigid and the weights to shoot sideways, flatten, and bend into a painful-looking double voluge. Gripping as close to one blade as she could, Lt. Takeda's fall was largely broken by embedding her zanpakutoh in the ground.
"That's not good," she said before noticing the second cero blast coming her way. "That's even worse," she pointed out to the air before flash-jumping a block over. Once the smoke cleared, she jumped back, landing in the crater. "That's useful," she said, again to no one in particular, as she noticed that the blast had incinerated the ground around her zanpakutoh but not the zanpakutoh itself. Picking it back up, she climbed out of the hole, spun it in her fingers, and hefted it at the offending Gillian. Shunpoing up to its face, she was there to see her weapon carve a chunk out of the creature's mouth and a bit surprised that throwing a non-throwing weapon actually worked at all. Proving her nickname once again, Baka-Chan crawle into its mouth to re-recover her weapon. When the Gillian swallowed, she'd just grabbed it and was about to head out, until she felt herself being shoved down a warm, sticky, dark tunnel, the walls of which were pushing her down towards...nothing, it seemed. Her reiatsu was slightly ebbing as the Menos absorbed it, seemingly not even needing a digestive system.
Catching on, she forced the blade of her zanpakutoh into the Gillian's throat, opening a large slice. Shocked that she was actually trying to do it, Yui found herself reciting the one incantation she knew: "Ye Lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, The sea barrier surges, March on to the south! Shot of Red-"
The spell chose that particular moment to destabilize and self-destruct.
Trying not to breath any of the smoke now filling the death chamber, Yui Takeda crawled through the tunnel caused by her utter incompetence at magic and emerged into the bright sunlight covered with soot, blood, and gore.
"Crap! Did anyone see that I just did that?!" She thought, silently this time, glancing about to try to answer the question. Unable to withstand having a second hole in its chest, in addition to having its lower two-thirds blown off, the Gillian quickly faded from its plane of existence, allowing Baka-Chan to see that someone did, in fact, just see her do that, even if it was while being pulled through a building by an oversized and heavily-bleeding Raven.
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Post by Tahoshi on Jul 27, 2008 19:10:52 GMT 1
---Hueco Mundo---
"Fall back!" Tahoshi called, seeing the same swarm of Hollow that Galm had mentioned. Very soon, all of the squad appeared back in Seireitei, their Hell Butterflies guiding them through the tunnels, ahead of the cleaners. As soon as they were all out of the hell hole that was Hueco Mundo, Tahoshi yelled
"Close the damn doors!"
The mentioned doors closed quickly behind them, aided by two men carrying pitch forks.
--- Seireitei---
"Damn that bastard!" Tahoshi called, before looking up towards the horizon.
"SHIT!" he called again, seeing the towering form of Menos in the distance. Still in Bankai, he turned to the others in the attack group.
"You guys go to the Captain Commander. Juno will be there. I'll catch up as soon as those are sorted out." he said, turning serious. His remaining Reiatsu charged up around him, making him look like a Phoenix. This fire-show alerted Razgriz to his presence.
"About damn time." he muttered under his breath as he saw the Meteor hurtling towards the Menos, tearing straight through one of them, levelling the playing field substantially.
"Sorry I'm late." Tahoshi called as he settled down. He turned to face the Adjuchas, noticing the relatively younger captain having a bit of a hard time. Not hard to imagine, considering the odds.
"Razgriz, I'll keep these off your back, you deal with that Bird!" he said, turning back to the Gillian in time to see a Cero blast heading straight towards him.
"This is going to be fun." he said, holding a claw out in front of him.
"Byakurai." he said slowly, and calmly. The blue lightning bolt tore through the Cero, making quick work of it. Unfortunately, the angle of the attack meant it just streamed off into the distance, not even coming close to hitting the gillian that had fired it.
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Post by Ryu on Jul 27, 2008 22:32:04 GMT 1
"So Captain Hremsfeld wants to see what I've got" Ryu whispered to himself, "No sense in disappointing him."
He turned back toward the Menos and took one step before he vanished. Reappearing at the base of the nearest Gillian, he swung his sword up at a vertical angle and once again called upon its power, nearly splitting the Menos in half. Trying to keep the fast pace up, Ryu Flash Stepped toward the next menos but was forced back by the volley of ceros from three others. Utilizing Shunpo to dodge one blast, deflecting another with his zanpakuto, and leaping over a third, Ryu was unable to make progress in advancing.
"Shit, there's no way I can take on nineteen Gillian by myself, I'll just have to hold them off until back up arrives." As if in answer to him, one Gillian's throat blew out followed by a small women crawling out of it. Completely surprised by it, Ryu stumbled and took a glancing blow from a cero across the same side of his chest as the last time and was sent bouncing across the floor.
"That's it, I'm fucking pissed." Standing back up Ryu sent a wave of fire into the next cero blast and then, using the smoke as cover, used Shunpo to land right on the nose of one of the Gillian. Giving it a look that could melt ice, he pointed at the Gillian next to his and sent four bolts of lighting into it. "Now your turn Jackass" he told the Gillian he was standing on right before he slashed it through the face. He turned to the third one with the intention of making it pay also, but all he got to do was watch as a meteor in a captains coat tore threw it and rob him of his vengeance. "Well at least my back up is finally here" he sighed to himself as he regained control of his anger and trotted back to the woman who had come out of the Gillian to see if she was alright.
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Post by Sir Razgriz on Jul 28, 2008 4:45:10 GMT 1
His left arm attached to a bird, Captain Hremsfeld was beginning to have second thoughts about holding on to it for so long. It provided interesting sites, such as a prime blackmail opportunity against someone he was pretty sure was Baka-Chan; the rubble in the air made it hard to tell. The raven had failed to shake him off a minute ago and instead resorting to clipping buildings to wipe the shinigami off its leg. As this was in the most crowded section of Seireitei, the buildings kept hitting him too often to do much besides brace for the next impact. During a brief respite, however, he managed to rip his shield out of its leg and caused a small fountain of blood to spray out and paint the insides of the next six buildings bright red.
Having, yet again, dislocated his left arm a ways back, the Captain decided to leave the leg. Sticking his shield back in a ways up and pulling himself up, he released his kidou before re-casting it a small ways up. Repeating this process, mostly pulling up with his good right arm, he climbed to the bird's side. After re-attaching himself, a bright idea flashed into his head: remove the leg. Hacking with a shield, even a pointed one, was a grossly inefficient way of doing things; luckily, just as Razgriz was about to return his shikai to its sickle self, the leg jettisoned. It, however, detached slightly above where its passenger was holding on.
Fifty feet of trying to stabilize later, Razgriz noticed the leg was giving off an ominous glow. Dropping the kidou and wondering why he didn't do that earlier, the falling captain kicked at it and tried to put some distance between it and him. The force of the kick succeeded only in destabilizing the self-sestruct process, causing it to go off immediately. The sandal took the brunt of the blow, shot off, and crashed into its former wearer's face, breaking the nose. The rest of the explosion quickly tattered the lower two-thirds of his uniform and seared the flesh beneath. In a way, that was perhaps better; had the fabric been burned onto his skin, it would have guaranteed infection rather than highly chance it. Little comfort to someone who experiences pain whenever they move the limb in question.
"That's it, bird. You made me angry. You won't like me angry. Bring them full circle, Todesannaherungen."
His blade becoming a blade once more, his eyes tracking the bird's flight, his eyes alight in anger, and his legs in nearly crippling pain, words formed on Captain Hremsfeld's lips. "Bing. Bang. Bing. Bang. Bing. Bang. Bing. Bang. Bing. Bang. Boom." Having been hit with four out of the five fireballs, the raven felt more than a slight measure of its hunter and prey's current pain. Feathers trailing off, it circled about and detached its remaining, bloodied leg. The limb hurtled out of the sky, glowing a bright red and steaming. Hobbling into a semi-intact building, Razgriz saw the leg land a foot in front of where he was and instantly detonate. The force of the early one was nothing like the full term second; the block he was in began to waver, giving the head of Third Squad time to get back into the air and far overhead before it collapsed upon itself.
"My turn. Die. Now."
Seeing the beyond-miffed captain come flying at it, several hundred feet above the nearest building, the recent adjuchas literally turned tail and fled, trying to put distance between the two so it could cero his pursuer from a safe distance.
"Don't you know the first thing about aerial combat? NEVER Turn your six o'clock towards your opponent!" shouted the captain, causing his foe to at least speak.
"You? Hope to talk to me about how to fight?" cawed the indignant hollow, presumably referencing his foe's raged condition.
"Big words for someone short two limbs. Ten-hut!" His zanpakutoh extended straight out, Razgriz held it in front of him as he hurtled head-first across the sky. "I might be slow on the ground, but the sky is MY domain! I don't need movable wings, all planes in flight are technologically-advanced, highly-dense metal streaking through the sky, exactly Tode's description right now!"
"No, fool! I am- I was Oswald Boelcke! I. WROTE. THE. BOOK! ON AERIAL COMBAT!!!!"
"I read Dicta Boelcke. Had to when I was getting trained. You died breaking your own rule about single engagements, and now you're going to die again breaking your own rule about always continuing an attack you've begun. Apparently just writing it wasn't enough."
"Oh, so you read it, too? Then it seems you forget to never let yourself be distracted by ruses."
"Ruses?"
While his foe was thinking about what tricks were even possible for a bird, Boelcke demonstrated. Spinning to put his chest towards the oncoming air, he extended his wings as far as the went, instantly bleeding off speed and causing his opponent to overshoot dramatically.
"Damn! That's a MODERN trick, how'd he know that?" asked Razgriz to no one in particular, having only grazed his foe's side. Boelcke, it turned out, was following his rules. Having very close range, and his opponent right in his sights, he quickly charged a cero, fired, charged and released another, and kept firing, forcing Captain Hremsfeld to turn tighter than any plane was capable of. Occasionally, it wasn't quick enough, as the blossoming wounds all across his body could attest to. Aware that, had they been fully charged, he would likely be lunch by now, and as it was he wasn't far off, Razgriz realized that the fight would end within the next minute, for better or worse. The raven he would destroy no matter what, but would he die doing it?
"'I am Iron Man' indeed. Bing. Bang. Boom." His hands now hanging behind him again, the fireball struck true, bursting the new cero forming. Screeching, Boelcke's head jerked from the sudden concussive force, spinning him end over end. Turning to re-engage his wounded foe, Razgriz felt a surprising burst of pity, quelling his angry bloodlust. Here was one of the world's first fighter pilots, about to be snuffed out by a hotshot upstart. Still, it must be done; those who sign up for combat cannot hold a grudge against their slayer. Forcing aside the emotion like he'd been forcing aside the pain, Razgriz dove in for the kill, the sun behind him. "Farewell, Oswald Boelcke. Die knowing your star pupil was the world's most famous ace and that your rules hold true after five reinventions of fighter craft."
Extending his zanpakutoh in front of him again, Captain Razgriz Hremsfeld sliced upwards, blade sinking deep into the lower half of the beak-mask and coming out between the eyes of the world's most influential pilot. As the adjuchas faded, Razgriz stopped and turned back towards it. Standing in the air, he saluted his enemy. "Farewell, Oswald Boelcke..."
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Post by shippuryuzero on Aug 1, 2008 20:36:25 GMT 1
Meanwhile, a good distance away from all the fighting, a random boulder was being investigated by a small hollow, that bore a great resemblance to a rat. It was sniffing around the large rock, until it began to shake. Confused by this, the rat-hollow just watched, as the boulder was launched into the air, revealing the entrance to an underground tunnel, and landed... right on it's head. At that time, a hand reached out of the hole, gripping the edge, before pulling up, revealing the owner to be Zero, who was looking like he had just gone through hell. Once he was completely out, he looked at the boulder that he had been forced to blast away, and the rat hollow he had unknowingly crushed. ". . . Huh." Rolling the Boulder back over the tunnel, he sat down, and attempted to catch his breath. "Dammit... That... Is the last time I'm ever fighting something that has an ability with 'Mandala' or 'Box' in it's name..." He grumbled, while recovering the lost energy from exploring the tunnel and moving the boulder. 'I wonder what all I've missed...' After a few minutes, the blonde stood back up, dusted himself off, and took off, heading in the direction of a random alleyway. Along the way, he looked around, grimacing at the sights of destruction and chaos that greeted him. 'Holy... Just what the hell happened...?!' Caught up in his thoughts, Zero failed to notice the person in his path, and bumped into them, falling backwards from the impact. "Ouch... Sorry about that..." He said, not noticing who it was he bumped into.
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Post by Sir Razgriz on Sept 29, 2008 2:58:56 GMT 1
“Don’t worry about it. Just help.”
A terse reply, but it was all that owner of the not-very-comfortable-to-crash-into figure had time to give. There was a Gillian in front of her, and it was blasting away with cero as often as she was blasting away blue fireballs. Though Galm could no longer see the creature through the smoke the combining attacks made, she knew it was there, as she hadn’t heard any towering footsteps.
“If you can distract it,” she began, “even for a second, I’ll be able to-” “I’m on it!”
Running up below the Gillian, he suddenly vanished, before re-appearing right in front of one of its eyes. “Any last words?” he asked, bringing his Zanpakutoh into its mask. It tripped backwards, a fine mist spraying out of its mask, smashing through an unlucky house.
“Thanks!” called the mage. “Let’s finish ‘im!”
Even under the best conditions, a Gillian won’t fare well against two powerful seated officers. With a building on top of it, it’s hosed. It was simply a matter of how long it would live.
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Post by Juno on Sept 29, 2008 3:34:42 GMT 1
With the looming threat of a sizeable Hollow attack force, no one noticed the return of the missing Captain. But anyone who was unlucky enough to come across Juno and Akiko was quickly silenced. The pair continued with their destuctive path, quickly making their way towards where the Captain Commander was while fights raged not too far away. The sounds of explosions and death cries of Shinigami and Hollow alike drifted through the air as thick as the dust and smoke that was steadily starting to fill the city.
"We're almost there, my Angel... It'll all be over soon..." the clone glanced back at Juno as she continued forward, grinning at the Captain reassuringly before cutting down another hapless Shinigami that had gone down the wrong alley at the wrong time.
"And then everything will be normal again?" Juno questioned from atop a wall as she watched a towering Gillian get taken down, bits of building flying in all directions.
"Yes," replied the spectre of Akiko as she wiped her sword clean yet again, "I promise."
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Post by Tahoshi on Sept 30, 2008 12:56:58 GMT 1
"Excellent, it's all going according to plan..."
Kyuuketsuki, the mastermind behind all of these goings on sat atop the Soukyouku, watching everything unfold beneath him. On one side, he could see the Gillians fighting their way through the weaker shinigami, and on the other side, was a much smaller group of Gillian who had come up to the slight problem of a couple of Captains.
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"Buzzcut!" Tahoshi yelled, his fiery wings carrying him towards the ground where Razgriz was now standing, amidst the smoke from all the Bala's and Cero's that had been flying.
"We've got more trouble." He said, pointing into the distance, where the other group of Gillian were making short work of the younger Shinigami.
"They're flanking us, we need to get in front of them before they get to Soukyouku." he added, Razgriz could only say one thing.
"Throw me."
Tahoshi obliged, retracting his Lava claws enough to take a firm grip of Razgriz arm. His wings flapped several times, taking them up into the air enough for him to begin a spin, launching the Battle-Hungry captain into the air, at breakneck speeds.
Break(Gillian)Neck speeds, that is. The projectile person hurtled straight into the first Gillian he met, sword first. The head fell from its shoulders, and vanished before it hit the ground. The Meteor himself wasn't far behind, tearing through the skies like a Bat out of Hell, Faster than any Meteor had ever gone.
Beneath them as they flew, Akiko looked up, and smiled as she watched the clueless Captains leaving them behind, heading for the Gillian that were nowhere near as much of a threat...
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"I fear that my time may be coming to an end." Captain-Commander Sato said solemnly. His personal assistants took a step back, shocked.
"No sir, You can't say things like that!" the young Shinigami said, pledging to fight for the Commander's life. All he could do was order her to leave... If this was to be his end, it would be the end of no one else.
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Post by shippuryuzero on Sept 30, 2008 22:24:07 GMT 1
Kicking off the gillian's mask's remains, Zero smirked and willed Worokku to shift into another form. This time, instead of the normal forearm-sized buster cannon, Zero's Zanpakuto became a large, silver cannon, a single large round visible in the load chamber as he took aim. "Get out of my sight! Tank Cannon!!" The barrel glowed briefly, before a large blast echoed through the area, as a large smoking hole appeared in place of the mask to accompany the hole on the gillian's chest. However, there was one detail Zero had forgotten with the magnitude of the shot, there would be a large amount of kick-back, which in mid-air... "SHIIIIT!!" .... Resulted in propelling him a good distance away in the opposite direction.
Many who weren't caught up in the heat of battle right then would be treated to the somewhat comical sight of a blonde-haired shinigami flying across Seireitei.
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Post by Tahoshi on Oct 17, 2008 22:12:36 GMT 1
"Razgriz!" Tahoshi called as he caught up with the projectile. He hovered above the battlefield, watching below as the Menos piled in on the singular warrior. Their huge white feet slamming down on the ground around him, as he leapt from side to side, barely able to dodge them in his heavy armour.
"HEY! UP HERE!" he called down. One of the Menos turned and looked up at him. They met an untimely end as Tahoshi called out
"Blue Fire, Crash down!" The blue fireball leapt from Tahoshi's hand, straight into the face of the Gillian. The fire enguled the white mask, and tore it asunder, causing the towering figure to topple into the one next to it. It faded from existence before it hit the ground, distracting the others enough for Razgriz to regain his composure. He leapt up at them, his sword tearing through them, sending them to meet their makers.
Tahoshi landed nearby, panting. Sweat fell from his head, mixed with a bit of blood. The fiery wings around him causing the air to burn to all but him. Hovering just above the ground, he smiled at Razgriz.
"Good job. Let's go make sure Sato-Sama is up to date." he finished, ready to seal his Zanpakutoh once again.
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Post by Juno on Oct 31, 2008 21:13:46 GMT 1
"That's good..." Juno replied as she turned to face her Captain, a slight grin tugging at the corners of her lips as she prepared to leap down from the wall so they could continue on their way. But before she could return to Akiko's side, some airborne blonde collided with her back. The speedster was knocked forcefully into the ground, the hard walkway cracking under the pressure and force of the blow. The person that had hit her had it much better off, what with being cushioned by the redhead and all. Coughing, the dazed Shinigami shoved the other off of her and staggered to her feet, quickly readying her swords as Akiko did the same.
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Post by shippuryuzero on Oct 31, 2008 21:25:26 GMT 1
"Ow..." muttered the blond shinigami as he tried to regain his bearings from the impact. "Note to self... Never use Tank Cannon in mid-air again..." He shook his head a bit to clear it, only to end up being pushed off where he landed forcefully. "Whoa!" Going with the push, Zero rolled across the ground a bit, before looking over to whoever pushed him. Surprise was clear on his face upon seeing it was Juno. "Eh, taichou...? What're you doing here?" He asked, unaware of the bad situation he was in.
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Post by Juno on Oct 31, 2008 21:55:13 GMT 1
A devilish laugh escaped from Akiko's lips. "This one doesn't know? He truly doesn't know!" With movement like water, she slipped back, away from the blonde Shinigami before Juno was upon him. She appeared in front of him, her swords were a blur as she swung both horizontally at his neck.
"You're not getting out of this alive~" Akiko purred as she continued to slip around, just out of sight. The remark was aimed at Zero as much as it was her next victim, another garbled cry ringing out in the alleyway as yet another Shinigami fell slack to the ground, head cleaved nearly in two. "Ehehehe... Don't take too long now, my Angel..."
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Post by shippuryuzero on Oct 31, 2008 22:02:07 GMT 1
Using what little time he had to react, Zero executed the one technique that'd save him from losing his head. "Area Steal!!" His body blurred, before vanishing from view, and reappearing behind Juno. "What the hell! I mean I know I crashed into you, taichou, and I'm sorry for that, but behheadding is a bit extreme, dontcha' think?!" He exclaimed, while readying Worokku to defend himself just in case.
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Post by Juno on Nov 17, 2008 4:51:14 GMT 1
Juno watched him silently as he raised his Zanpakutoh. This shinigami must have been sent to impede her progress, to keep her from getting to the Captain Commander. He didn't seem all that strong to her senses, but if they had chosen to send him then something must be up. Gotta be cautious... Before any words were said, Juno was back in his face, left blade stabbing forward as the right swung down at his head. These strikes seemed somehow less chaotic than her initial strikes upon him, the woman seemingly testing him out.
"You'd best fight back~" Akiko's melodious voice drifted past Zero's ears "A sliver of a chance of survival is much better than none, child!"
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