Come into my Parlor

Srath had been carefully following the trail of destruction, making sure to stay out of sight as the Arrancar made it's way through her lair, tripping nearly every trap she set down...and surviving. She'd caught glimpses of their body seeming to reinflate before the smaller being continued on it's way, making her wonder if perhaps it was simply blunt force trauma that they were immune too. Unfortunately, she hadn't ever expected a Hollow of any kind to react so negatively to garganta, and the repeated concussive blasts in areas that she had specifically avoided putting any Cero mine webs had been progressively weakening her caves, leading to the current issue she faced.

A cave in.

This Arrancar was quickly becoming more trouble than it was worth, and it was perhaps becoming time for a different approach. Srath used a series of carefully placed Bala to blast the cave in apart without further compromising the structure of the caves, not that she'd be staying in here after this as her lair wouldn't be safe enough for storing her bait and experiments if she stayed in the weakening caves, and saw that the Arrancar had once again kept moving, this time by blasting a hole in the wall. Srath made her way through the hole, and catching sight of the Arrancar she called out.

"That's enough, watching you get blown around was mildly entertaining at first, but it's quickly gotten boring. Given your...unique...reaction to my garganta I assume that you're after that strange spacially distorted thing I have stored in here?"

There was potentially a deal to be made here, but before she was willing to make an offer she wanted to be sure she understood exactly what this being was actually after.