Forest Rivers and Hollows

He rested without a shirt on revealing his body with its scars. Training day seemed like a fantastic idea to him. This place occasionally got some hollows or more like frequently. He got a Gotei member to let him use them for training. He was looking to figure out what Stefan meant in a more physical sense. The question was did he involve himself in mindless combat? He didn't really have an exact answer to the problems. Resting his zanpakuto along his shoulder he remained still like some parts of the ground and earth had been scorched. It looked as though flames had struck here though that wasn't quite right. He had indeed done some rather interesting things here. Not excluding burning several hollows into pile's slag. They'd been melted it seemed by the sheer heat. He was able to incinerate most things with just a flare. But against Stefan, his mind flashed back often. Thinking about why hadn't he released his zanpakuto? What was it about that fight that made him hold that away? Was it a concern for his surroundings that great. And yet here he stood now burning some forest just to kill a mindless hollow. He released a sigh of breath and decided he had little choice in the matter. Tatsuya could fight in all manner of ways but he often times simply didn't think about it. He could hear Amateratsu inside telling him he worried too much. Nobunaga concurring didn't make him satisfied. This felt rather empty and meaningless, killing something barely capable to land a scratch on him. The worst part is he could slay them barehanded also. He didn't have the speed or even really kido senses to speak of. Tatsuya glanced at his hand before sheathing his sword and turning from the burnt hollows and area in front of him. That had been concluded with little effort not even worth him releasing his zanpakuto. He didn't get to enjoy himself much as he walked towards a campsite. It was at the base of a large mountain. A waterfall fell on the side with plenty of trees and grass around him.

Paradise one could say in the long run. But in the end, it was more training to simply find answers or perhaps escape them. Training was the only thing he could do, Dog Soldiers didn't really have the intellect for much else. Crush those in the way and move forward. But Stefan Soan was beyond crushing that was for certain at the moment. His skills were very little, perhaps he needed to dismiss the thought from his mind. And merely do what he knew he could, perform what he was capable of. That much would certainly be useful to him in the longer run. Perhaps he could evolve past his current self. Find something new despite his age, Tsubasa was younger and certainly had made strides. He'd fought that man multiple times in Stefan and hadn't died yet. So that left an interesting thought as he lit the fire with a soft touch of his hand.