Begin the Journey [OPEN]

Eagerness, and agitation, these were the two main things felt by Horus as he stood with his attention upon his three opponents. Eagerness due to finally having the opportunity to let loose after remaining silent for as long as he had after the war. Agitation because he was still waiting on his foe's to make some sort of move. Unknown to the crimson haired male his agitation was about to raise even more as his reiatsu washed over the area a third time. As the malicious aura would continue spreading it would drive off a large number of Hollow's whilst those that were braver, and could withstand the pressure created by Horus's reiatsu, would continue forth in hopes of devouring a powerful meal. While his focus was briefly upon the twins the other foe, the younger male, would take his chance to leave the battlefield through the use of the odd energy Horus had been feeling from him. This would leave the increasingly agitated Vizard alone with the twin Arrancar, causing a potential free-for-all to become a two on one battle.

With the third male taking his leave the darker of the two Arrancar chose to speak up, seemingly happy about the change in the battle. Amusingly enough to Horus the Arrancar seemed to feel as though the battle was going to be a two on one situation, which didn't make much sense to the male as there had been four of them present. Now though, as the Arrancar continued to speak of the battle becoming a one on one, things began to make some sense. It seemed that the pair of Arrancar before him shared some sort of bond that caused at least one of them to believe that they were one being. This was further proved when the two began walking forward in complete unison without sharing a word, their steps bringing them a short distance before himself as he continued his thoughts on the matter. Even as the twins moved forth it seemed that Tristan was yet to finish blabbering on, speaking in a way that almost seemed mocking of Horus's wish for a fight. While the Arrancar spoke it was evident that Horus was becoming increasingly agitated as a low snarl began to emanate from the Vizard's throat.

Finally as Tristan ceased his chatter the twins made a move, albeit one that showed they planned to await on Horus to make the first move in the fight. With the same eerie unison that they had approached him with the twins drew their blades, as their own reiatsu let loose around them managing to push back Horus's own expanding presence slightly. This only served to amuse the Vizard as his blood-lust began to stir whilst he simply released any hold he had upon his reiatsu. Doing so caused two things to happen in unison with one another, first the malicious aura already spreading throughout the wastelands from their point would increase several times over, causing the immediate area to drown in the ever growing blood-lust within the Vizard. The second reaction of the further release of Horus's reiatsu was a sudden increase in physical pressure. To those weaker than himself it would feel as if more and more weight continued to bear down upon them. For those that were significantly weaker, such as the Hollow's that roamed the area, the increase in reiatsu would either drive them off, or cause them to fall beneath it before meeting the ground up-close and personal.

Yet Horus wasn't done yet. As his gaze locked upon the twins and hardened reiatsu would converge upon his sealed Zanpakutō rapidly. In doing so the reiatsu would form around the pair of tanto, extending the reach of their blades, and thus Horus's attacks by roughly six inches. Even still the Crimson Butcher wasn't finished, as a hollow laughter would begin to resound throughout the expanse of the wasteland a single, tanto holding hand would reach towards his face before ripping from his forehead towards his chin. Following the trail of his hand one could see black and red reiatsu gathering before becoming solid, taking the form of a mask. The mask held an eerie look to it created by it's odd cross between a goat-like appearance, and it's slightly draconic visage. As the mask came into completion the hollow laughter from Horus picked up, becoming increasingly louder as the masked Vizard let loose all inhibitions. No longer would he hold back. No longer would he reign himself in. No more silence. No more waiting. Consequences be damned!

Thus in the very same moment the mask had finished forming the battle had begun. While his laughter continued Horus raised his right hand, pointing a single finger in the twin's direction as black, red, and white reiatsu began to converge at the end of said finger. Without a single word the concentrated energy rushed forth as a deadly beam of destruction set on a course that would bring it crashing into the twins. At the current distance between himself and the twins Horus knew if his cero were to hit its mark it would be much more devastating than it would have been at a longer range. Still more was to come. Due to bringing forth his hollow mask the very properties of the reiatsu surrounding his blades had changed. While they still extended the range of his strikes the reiatsu coating them was now capable of infecting the foe, slowly eating away at their reiatsu thus progressively weakening them. Thus following up his cero the crimson haired male would launch himself forward in hopes of catching Tristan of guard with several strikes of his blade while he either recovered from, or dodged the cero. From there if his strikes were successful he would continue to rain strikes down upon Tristan until interrupted. If the previous strikes weren't successful the Vizard would rapidly form and launch yet another cero, this one aimed for the other twin. In either case once finished Horus would back off, utilizing a quick serious of shunpo's to create some distance between himself and the twins in order to see how they would respond.