Sinking in the Sands

”Look out!”

She had no idea who taught this kid, but as soon as they got out of that mess, assuming she did, she would ask. Only a numb nut would teach someone to turn their backs on their opponents, even if for a second. When Ladon had turned to face Lilynette and away from the beast, she saw the later brandish its claws, running it up and against the rocky wall as if sharpening them. It wasn’t her fault that she reacted how she did. If anything, it was just instinct and an almost reflex response to protect the boy. Of course, that was something she would never accept, and something he should never try and ask unless he wanted to gamble his chances of ever fathering children.

Despite her wanting to kick him right in the nuts for hugging her all of a sudden, she had more pressing matters at hand. From the void like black space on her skull covering one of her eyes, a powerful Bala shot would be created. Just like her Cero this one looked distinctly different than most Hollow. It possessed a lime green hue to it, very peculiar to her. As was natural for the kind of attack, it fired off fast and away, with some degree of power.

In retaliation, the Adjuchas would swipe at the air, creating visible claws of reiryoku that clashed and teared to shreds the energy of her shot. Instead of harming him, it simply helped to rustle the cave further, causing more and more debris and rock to fall around the place. Had it not been for Ladon turning and using his ice, the two could have gotten hit easily. Still, she had to admit that despite the odd behavior of the boy, he did have some skill. The speed of his movements had been enough to leave the werewolf Hollow curious. It looked in awe as the ice appeared and as the Shinigami rushed about in a prelude to it. Soon, it would even be stabbed from one side, ice forming around him before the Ladon jumped back.

”Leave? Me? You take me for a coward? If you wanna insult me and call me an asshole, say it to my face!”


That part she had meant thoroughly. She wasn’t a coward. She didn’t run away from things. Even if his intentions meant well, she did not liked it one bit. Even the slightest notion that she would even think of accepting that offer were insulting. If placed on her shoes, she could imagine he wouldn’t have liked it if it was her that had offered it. And if he did, it would simply raise even more questions about him.

”And besides, you’re weaker than me. Do you even know Shikai??”

Eventually, Ladon would likely be stronger than her. After all, though a secret, she was unable to go into a Resurrection form. So regardless of how long it took, ultimately, he would be stronger than her one day; but not that day. Lost in the conversation with him, she had actually forgotten for a moment about the werewolf Hollow. She was actually going to entertain the question he posed about calling him names, but the rushing beast pulled all stops to those attempts. The Adjuchas had lunged forth, claws on full display, wanting to tear away at both of them. In response, she would jump and kick hard with both of her feet towards Ladon’s chest.


The kick was her way to push Ladon away as fast as she could to avoid him getting caught in the onslaught of the Hollow. By kicking him she had also created enough momentum to use his body as a surface to jump away from the rushed motion of their opponent. Of course, one would have to wonder if a shove would have worked just as well. Perhaps it could’ve, but there was something strangely amusing and gratifying about kicking the pervert away.

The rushing motion of the werewolf Hollow would have caused it to tear at and break the ice wall that covered the exit. From there, he seemed to turn, intent and finishing the two inside the cave. Staying didn’t seem like smart choice. Victory was not for sure. And beyond that, if the Hollow didn’t kill them, the cave coming on them likely could. If they were to survive, they needed to try and squeeze their way out, and deal it with somehow. For now, though the Hollow was powerful, they were able to at least survive. Perhaps if Ladon used some of his skills and more of his wit, and if Lilynette used some of her more refined techniques, they would be able to down the beast.