"So, how you wanna do this?" I asked as I tapped my shoulder with my sword a few times while looking at Zaraki, who was smiling like a kid who had been told Christmas came early.
Except this kid looked like a hulking monster who murdered all the adults in his vicinity and then drank out of their skulls in order to establish dominance.
"Ken-chan will slice and dice till one of you can't no more!" Was it weird that I was kind of more afraid of the pink haired little girl on his shoulder than the monster himself?
I was kind of worried about where she, and the rest of peanut gallery who came to watch, would hide though. Considering that there was nothing to hide behind here in Soukyoku Hill after Ichigo and Byakuya had wrecked everything.
"I hope that you're ready to have fun! I haven't had a proper fight since my battle with Ichigo!" Didn't you fight two captains at once after him?
"And I hope that you put up a better fight than the other captains I fought." I said with a smirk, which was mirrored by Zaraki as he was suddenly upon me with a burst of Reiatsu and his sword coming down to meet mine.
"HAH!" It was the heaviest blow I had blocked since coming to Soul Society other than Komamura's Bankai, and the difference was far too small for such a thing to be a comfort.
I positioned my sword in order to deflect his to the ground, making debris fly as I spun around in order to slash at his face.
Which he avoided by attacking again, making my sword only graze his cheek and landed a punch straight in my face, sending me flying.
"Ow." I put a hand on my nose and mentally sighed in relief as it wasn't broken. Thank you Hierro and Blut combo.
"It's been a while since I hit something that hard." Zaraki said with little to no care and his sword resting on his shoulder. "But that wasn't your reiatsu covering you instinctively. Just how did you manage to get a defense like that?"
"Would you believe me if I said it was a chemical reaction from my childhood when I ate a crayon?" I asked cheekily and got another slash for it, only avoiding it by jumping backwards and it still took a little of my hair.
"You talk too much!" Zaraki yelled as his sword rose and fell down once more, this time aiming to split my skull open.
"Shinra Tensei." But I didn't want to play around anymore.
An invisible force slammed into the captain of eleventh division and he flew back, far further than his first punch had sent me. He rolled on the ground for a moment before stabbing the ground and killing his momentum.
"Let's take this a bit more seriously." I said with a smile and manifested my gun, aiming it at Zaraki who cared very little. That is until the spiritual pressure I was exerting increased dramatically and his eyes and smile widened.
'Eat your heart out Starrk.' "Licht Regen." One bullet became thousand as a wave of bullets made out my own spiritual energy covered my whole vision, becoming a wall of light between me and Zaraki that would turn any lesser Shinigami into Swiss cheese.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Zaraki was no lesser Shinigami.
No, instead of getting around a hundred new holes in his body, the captain class Shinigami was releasing a huge amount of spiritual pressure and swinging his sword to destroy the attacks that were actually coming close to him.
And he was doing that without taking off his eyepatch.
"Damn monster." I gritted out with a smile as my gun returned to spirit particles and instead gripped my sword with both hands, focusing a huge amount of gravitational force around the blade, making the space around it slightly distort.
"Dáinsleif!" I yelled the edgy name I had just given this move and slashed forward, sending the gravitational force at Zaraki whose grin simply became wider as he kept running forward.
Except his free hand was no longer free and was gripping his eyepatch, right before ripping it off. There was only one word that I could use to describe what happened after that.
Yellow.
The whole hill was covered in the yellow of Zaraki's spiritual pressure, enough force that I was afraid that our watchers might be dying right now.
The sheer power of his spiritual pressure caused the ground we were standing on to crack and for the air itself shake. The brutal power that allowed a Shinigami to become a captain without even achieving Shikai.
And that power... was cut right through by my Dáinsleif.
I could see Zaraki's eyes widen and a spark of untethered joy to enter them as the attack caused a huge slash to appear on his chest, from shoulder to hip, and for his chest to flatten as the gravitational force crushed him.
When the dust cleared, I could see that Zaraki was in a less than perfect state. The wound was bleeding in a way that could not be healthy and the sheer amount of purple around his chest area told me that most of his ribs were likely broken. Most people in his situation would be laying on the ground in order to bleed to death but the captain of eleventh division was still grinning with all of his teeth showing, the aura around him screaming that he was ready to go a few more rounds.
"Hehahaha! HEHAHAHAHAHA!" He then threw his head back and started to laugh like... well, like himself. "You really are interesting!" And then got back up, splattering the ground with more blood. "Let's go even further, till one of us dies!"
"I'm afraid that won't be happening." I turned around to see Unohana, smiling serenely. Unlike her lieutenant beside her, who looked like she was about to piss herself. "Captain Zaraki, please head to the fourth division headquarters with Isane in order to get treated."
"Huh, why would I do that?" Zaraki asked, genuinely looking confused, and Unohana simply kept smiling. But this time with an aura of dread surrounding her form.
"Captain Zaraki, please head to the fourth division headquarters with Isane in order to get treated."
"...fine." The eleventh division captain said with a huff. "Oi, we'll be doing this again later!"
"Sure." I said with a shrug and watched him leave with Isane.
"You have caused quite a ruckus." Unohana said, not looking at me but instead at Orihime, Tatsuki and Ishida who were running towards us. "Please come to the fourth division tonight, there are some things that I would like to discuss with you." And then she flash-stepped away.
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