Deviation Actions
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Kyoren slowly stood up, his left hand caressing the still bleeding wound on his chest. A drop of sweat was running along his face to finally drop down middle of the blood puddle.
- Three hits…You say…
- You’ll see by yourself, eh.
Kyoren seemed calm but a lot warier than before. Biting his upper lip from stress, the man was simply thinking about the current situation.
- (My stamina is running low & this guy just destroyed half of my Zanpakuto with his bare-hand…However, his range must be smaller because of his broken blade…)
- …
Kyoren had a bare smile forming on his lips as he slashed the air with his Reishi-imbued Zanpakuto. His eyes were calm but his body was shaking a bit. He was exhausted after this whole fight.
The whole place was a scene of massacre. Blood was covering most of the walls, corpses were lying on the ground, covered by dust.
- Good. Let’s end this!
In a rush, Kyoren ran at “me” his only arm outstretched straight forward with only 2 fingers pointing at my direction.
- Bakudō #4. Hainawa! (這縄, Crawling Rope)
From Kyoren’s hand; a shining yellow-ish robe of crackling energy appeared. With a short swing of his arm, the 3rd seat threw it at “me” in order to bind me down.
However, as a reflex “I” caught it at its tip as if it was something natural. And with a wide movement of “my” arm Kyoren was pulled to me in an instant, his pace then broken.
- ?!!
Despite being unbalanced, Kyoren’s experience allowed him to keep his posture so he could strike back. His right hand holding tightly his Zanpakuto, the man was ready to attack.
But it was already too late, before his attack could even reach “me”, “I” swung Oin violently to his direction.
- First hit!
The attack wasn’t aiming his very body. No, with that first strike Oin’s blade totally destroyed Kyoren’s Zanpakuto from its edge. Pieces of metal flew away, illuminated by sparkles as the blade was now broken in half.
- Teki…Sha.
Kyoren opened his eyes big as he saw shards of his sword passing next to his body. More than fear, it was sadness that he felt at this moment.
And soon enough he also fell to the ground, next to what was left of his sword. His right hand on the ground, the man was silent for a few seconds just looking at what used to be his weapon. A few seconds passed with a quiet yet terrifying wind passing by.
- You…
With an outburst of energy, Kyoren stood up fast with his hand facing me. Before he was even fully standing, Reishi was concentrating as wind quickly was taking the shape of a tornado on his palm.
- Hadō #58. Ten-
Unfortunately, he didn’t have time to finish his sentence. His dark eyes wide open shining like a mirror and what was reflecting in his iris was “my” dark shape, standing right before him.
- Second hit!
At the speed of light, “I” slashed his arm all the way from his shoulder to the tips of his fingers. Blood was gushing out of the deep wound as his Hado was stopped in the middle of the invocation. The strike was strong and the amount of blood coming out only meant one thing.
- Ha…Ha…Ha…
This arm too was now unusable.
Kyoren had a hard time breathing. He also was sweating a lot as he felt dizzy. The ground below him was totally wet by a mixture of sweat & blood. His legs were shaking, his eyes were closing by themselves, he had spasms. Clearly, at that time, the man was pushing his body to its extreme limit. Both he & “I” knew it.
- Now that’s… Not something you see every… Every day….
Between those two words, the man spat out blood that he couldn’t contain.
- Not only you…You escaped death… You also came back… Stronger!
- …
Taking a step back, “I’ faced him with a serious look. The usual smile “I” had had all the long this fight disappeared for some stoic expression.
- It’s thanks to you, Kyoren.
- Eh…Is that…So?
Though not an answer was given, both of us knew the respect we had for each other. He lost. “I” won. Such was the ending of this fight.
Keeping that stoic expression highlighted by some respect, “I” simply put my second hand on Oin’s hilt as “I” lifted it up. The tip of the blade was facing the sky & a dark red Reiatsu started to engulf the whole blade, coming from the edge.
- Third hit…
Only silence was heard as I lowered Oin.
- Muryoko!
In a deafening sound of explosion, Kyoren right side was engulfed by the Muryoko, destroying everything behind him as well. A huge wave of red Reiatsu covered everything in an area of few meters. Everything turned to oblivion within this dark light, leaving nothing but void.
- …
As seconds passed, the smoke produced by the attack started to finally clear. So much that Kyoren’s body could now be seen among the rubble. He was lying in a pond of blood. Motionless.
Slowly “I” took a step in his direction until “I” stood up right before him. Standing still, my head bit lowered, “I” looked at Kyoren’s immobile body with “my”’ two very eyes.
- It didn’t touch any vital organs. Your survival now depends on you…
My left eye turned back to its normal white colour & I slowly closed both of them. Losing consciousness, I fell next to Kyoren. The fight had finally ended.
Within this apocalyptic scene, someone appeared; walking slowly between the rubble & the corpses lying within the dirt. Her shape didn’t disturb any of the rocks or even the smoke around her, it was calm and silent. Grey-brownish dust was covering the sky, not letting even a single sunray through; the whole place was highlighted by the red fire. She stopped by the two individuals standing peacefully, her hands tugged in the sleeves of her haori.
- Equality, huh?
This person was the very one with an unmatched calmness. The one cursed by a forbidden name. For this woman was the famous teacher at the Soul Academy. She who was known as Sanami.
Urahara Sanami.
