They Will Know My Name [WW4 Start Event]

For a great deal longer than he'd have liked, Mischa was playing the waiting game. Waiting for the word to execute, waiting to let the world finally come to know, in a much grander, much more fearsome stage, just who the hell MIscha Judavialdi was. In this downtime it was only careful, steady, and precise planning, and not too many in the hollow army matched him in this expertise. The arrancar wasn't the most achieved and exceptional strategist, but he was certainly one of the most efficient and daring. So daring, in fact, that as the commander of this troop, he took to the battle at the helm.

On his mark, innumerable gargantas ranging towards absurdity manifested all around the base of this Shadow Fall outpost, hollows escaping them in droves of tens of thousands, each one carrying a small, inconspicuous device holding a portion of Mischa's spiritual energy. For Shadow Fall, as much as their power was accumulated and established in these endless sand, Hueco Mundo was still hollow-dominated territory. The fact that this outpost wasn't prepared for something like an organised attack was a testament to their complacency, and in this fact Mischa found a more personal reason to involve himself in this war. Not because he held a particular hatred against the dogs of Shadow Fall, but because you can't teach an old dog new tricks, and to him that meant an old dog was weak--and in Hueco Mundo? The weak must die.

"To the dogs of Shadow Fall, this is the official announcement for your demise. Surrender yourselves or be eaten by your regrets for not having complied--maybe some of you might turn into hollows in the process. At least then there may be some salvation."

It was absurdly straight-forward, perhaps cliched, that Mischa turned up in front of the outpost, surrounding its entirety from all angles, on ground, in air, and even underneath the sands. Such that, for someone who prided himself--overwhelmingly so--on his efficiency, intelligence, and aptitude for being in control, it was a bit underwhelming for such a person to have his world-debut be this simple. Which is why it wasn't this simple--but, if, as he'd hope, this outpost turns out to not surrender? Then they'll see why the confidence in his confrontation was really just sealing their fate. Of course, ultimately that would depend on their response.

".. the fuck?"

Mischa's voice came out in genuine confusion. Somewhat was bound to respond, that was certain. What the arrancar wasn't assured of was a young, human looking girl, obviously an arrancar to some degree given her spiritual energy, but still. Actually, no, it wasn't even the fact that a young girl came out that caught Mischa off-guard. It was the fact that this girl was Suzu Hebi--someone he was more than aware of given the infamy of her and her husband. That, and the fact that to his knowledge, she hadn't been active for several years now. Just, completely off the grid. Was Shadow Fall keeping her under the radar on purpose, or did she recently come out of hiding? Actually, it'd be easier if he just asked.

"Greeting, Suzu Hebi. I am Mischa Judavialdi, a leader of the Hollow King Nagato Tengan's army--it's only right that I introduce myself. All things said, I don't think we'll be reconsidering our options here. If that's all for your speech of resistance, I'd think our time for talking was over now. But before we get a rise out of the sands, I'm really interested in knowing: why have you--"

Before Mischa could finish his words, an oppressive release of energy came out from Suzu's lithe body. It seemed like her intent was to apply pressure to his forces, but instead of discouraging them in the slightest, it served to excite the arrancar. In Hueco Mundo, the strong eat the weak, and the only way for an arrancar to prove themselves strong is to climb their way up, and toss down the people above them. Her release of strength was like a lightbulb was to a moth.

In response, Mischa released his own energy in fervor, and though it was certainly in smaller quantity than his opponent, it was more than enough to abate the oppressive effects on his forces, counteracting the pressure that inhibited their movements.

"I think I got the answer to my question. Certainly, you're a fair bit stronger than me--but you're definitely weaker than what I've heard. I guess you really have been off the grid after all, hiding away under some rock. Welcome back to the stage, Mrs. Hebi; I'll be sure to send invitations out for your funeral."

By the end of his sentence, Mischa's eyes turned pitch black and his irises shifting to a crimson red. At his will, the devices holding his energy in the hands of innumerable hollows surrounding the compound shot out a sound wave. As this wave rippled through the compound, the buildings, hollows, and demons within it were subject to an immense amount of vibrations. Even their surprise attack at Nagato's army was all for naught; their jump to attack was instead cut short by the vibrations pulsing through their bodies, decimating the forces without warning.

Entire bodies erupted into explosive pools of blood, the buildings on the compound with weaker structural integrity began breaking down into rubble, and the stability of the remaining enemy forces were likely largely inhibited from using their energies comfortably. Even Suzu should feel some level of discomfort and instability in her control over her energy if she didn't prepare any defenses for herself. For stronger forces remaining from the initial sound blast, another barrage of terror awaited them.

Half of the devices holding Mischa's energy suddenly expended the rest of their contents in the follow-up. From their positions surrounding the compound, multiple ceros shot off. Considering the preparations, none of these actions really expended any of Mischa's own on-hand energy; these devices were charged prior to the actual event, all with enough to fire full-powered ceros. And with Mischa's signature method of constructing his ceros, with a unique structure that enhanced their efficacy for smaller amounts of energy expenditure? Something like his full-powered cero was really ten times as powerful as any of his peers.

Without a doubt in his mind, Mischa expected the mass majority of any remaining enemy forces, any remaining builds and structures, really anything else in the way of these blasts to be reduced to nothing. It was in his expectations that, at best, only 25% of the forces defending the compound would remain--by far an amount more than easily dealt with by the hollows under his command. As for Suzu herself? No question about it, she was Mischa's prey, and his alone.

"I hope you don't flee, all things considered; I'd really like to have your head for a trophy."