“Why is it that when you are moving, it seems like you are moving in slow motion? “
Azuma asked as the twin attacks came forth, the first which was the multi-directional lance attack would have been dodged through a weaving cross step pattern. He moved his feet in a figure 8 too fast to normally see. Dust flew every direction as the second attack came. Azuma’s golden eyes had only been half open the whirring of a singular mobile blade hard to ignore. In fact the sound broke the night like the shattering of glass in the middle of a quiet exam room. He wouldn’t even move though, his interested expression changing the smile slipping into a frown. 10 feet, 5 feet, the girl was closing in fast but he seemed to not be moving. He’d raise his left hand which was gloved, the shine in his eyes oddly cruel and uninterested as the blades of death reached closer and closer. The very wind rippled in every direction as the spinning blades had been within mere inches of his body. Then his searching fingers came in contact with the spinning edge of the blade, immense friction building up on the edge.
This friction would have been met as his Zanpakutō came in direct contact with the spinning chainsaw ring blade; the heat building as literally the whole ring itself would glow a cherry red, sparks flying in every direction as flames ignited in the very air. Azuma’s fingers would one by one dig into the metal of the super-heated chainsaw ring; as he had used the friction to weaken the structural integrity. Then it was a matter of applying pressure, as the chainsaw literally would have shattered in his simple yet effective use of his hand and the movements themselves. Next his eyes shifted as a massive ball of energy came down hard; it came down with unprecedented devastating power. Yet his face didn’t change, the girl was moving so slow in his eyes that it was almost laughable. In answer to this cero though friction increased around it, literally the spiritual energy began to comply to the same concept as rubber on the road might. It began to heat up as it neared Azuma’s form, and then as it impacted it would detonate with unexpected explosive power. Power which would combust from the friction generated from the explosion of the spiritual energy.
Azuma’s eyes only shifted up now as a flame billowed up in the sky , a solid pillar of fire that baked and turned the sand and sky to ash, it burned his own skin , melting it off in some area’s given in his base state his best trait wasn’t defense. So blistering holes to the bone appeared as his eyes shifted taking in the damage, a familiar voice echoing in the confines of his mind. Timed with the voice the burning holes would be closing so rapidly it looked like they never really had been there. They closed up just as they had been forming. The voice in his mind seemed strangely animalistic as it said. “Don’t expect me to be pleased if you take it easy on this individual just, because they are a girl. Remember, we fought and we bonded, we understand each other but the terms of our agreement is simple. Don’t forget, I Admire your strength and your wit, if you will not show me that iron sided strength, or wield me, then I will force my way out and do it on my own. So Keep in mind, this is as much as a use for you; as it is interesting and enjoyable to watch to me. Give me something to laugh about partner. “ His hollow said in a warped and distinctly bored voice , his mind a mirror image of Azuma’s own at that moment.
Azuma paused then, for what would only be deliberately a nanosecond in the physical world, to answer his hollows prayers with a answer. ”I understand , you have been cooped up for so long; but realize if I show my abilities such as yours, then you lose your own effectiveness, I will give you enjoyment. Don’t worry about that. So all you need to do is watch, and listen, you are me and I am you; we fought back then and we bonded, we are one. So just enjoy it ill heat things up now. “He’d finish his mental reply and then resuming his focus in the physical realm he’d have kept his palm open, moving forward having strengthened the friction between the contact point of his feet and the sands. That itself would double his speed and thrusting power, as a blinding light ruptured from his open palm that would jerk past his opponents guard and towards their face. This blinding energy a cero would condense down to the size of a marble as if all went well he’d have plowed the hand and cero into the opponents face. From there it would explode with a blinding and deafening explosion of energy, all of which would radiate outwards knocking out around a 10th of a mile of sand, creating a slight crater.
Then the fires from the induced wind storm from that cero’s release would be blown out forcefully. In the epicenter he stood, clothes smoldering with burn and scorch marks dotting his skin. However before the eyes of any who bore witness, he’d have used a hollow trait, high speed regeneration. It would slowly mend the minor burns and cause them to vanish , the tips of his fingers which had been burned down to bone slowly reformed , muscle first then skin. Azuma then in a practiced motion , opened and closed his hands a few times, then he looked up.
“ My turn now. “
Azuma had slowly dug his foot into the ground friction increasing between his foot and the ground. This would increase his launching speed as he sprang from his sedentary position at speeds that caused him to vanish entirely for a fraction of a second. Wind exploding in every direction as he’d come up on the girls location; Middle finger and thumb on his right hand pressed together. He’d look up for a fraction of a second, jerked his arm forward and then snapped. The friction of both his movement , and the snap would be amplified in the air and turned into raw heat. This heat would turn into a flaming fire-ball that would expand from the epicenter , accompanied with its own shockwave it would blow the sand in every direction slightly baking the sides of buildings. It would expand in a wide arc as his middle finger and thumb pressed against one another again. His arm would be brought back around in a return stroke, as he’d snap again. This would generate another blast of flame that would bake the ground.
Then as quick as he had appeared he moved, suddenly as he’d shifted the push of friction or the drag to his left foot, releasing the right; allowing him to almost appear to just phase from running forward to moving on the right side of the girl his legs doing a cross step as he ran by a mirror image from raw speed appearing on the left. His stoic expression remaining on both while two near simultaneous snaps occurred , twin balls of fire jerking and colliding on the girl hopefully from both sides. Both mirror image and original then sprang up with not even a second of pause to change the direction of momentum, having used a shift in friction to compensate. Then they seemed to merge together again as he appeared to be floating sideways in the air; as he’d have increased friction between the Spiritual particles found naturally in the air and the spiritual energy he’d have around his body. Allowing him to basically stand sideways on thin air, from there his fingers pressed together and jerked around. The snap echoed loudly as he’d make a return swing with his arm snapping again, and again, and again. Over and over till snaps seemed to blur into one continuous singular noise—Each snap amplified the heat and friction. Put them together, and what happened was Azuma fired a continuous stream of white hot frothy flames down at the girls location, combusting the oxygen in the air to generate immensely hot streams of fire. This stream would smash into the ground where the girl may or may not be; burning a smoldering hole directly in the ground at around 100feet wide. Keeping the damage centralized while he wouldn’t even be near done.
From there Azuma seemed to have increased the friction naturally found in the air over probably a half mile radius; this wouldn’t be immense but it would be noticeable, as using his massive energy reserves it would be possible to once again make movement even harder for the opponent, by increasing friction or “Drag” On objects moving through the air. Then what he’d do was kicking off the perch in the air, he’d slam into the ground left foot skidding across the sand, building up heat and friction, which was seen clearly as sparks sprayed from the tip of his toe nails as his shoes had burnt clean off. Then in one motion he’d jerk his foot up and forward releasing a sweltering crescent line of fire which would create a line through Las Noche’s that was around a mile long and 60 feet wide.
“Come on, don’t you want to get your precious stuff? If so you have to beat me . “
Azuma said without sympathy, his eyes opening wide for the first time; while his stoic expression shattered into a menacing grin for a moment. One that wasn’t really reflecting his emotions, just one that was there to either scare the piss out of the girl, or provoke them further.