Water, Fire, Frost. Fight! (Africastrophe) IV

Just his luck.

The escapade across Africa's barren lands had landed him a pretty penny. It still is, but the last few jobs he's taken have brought him closer and closer to the root everyone else's issue. Security was tight as is, especially after the first time the good guys failed to hold the line, but after a certain point, you'd stop seeing any Vandenreich or Gotei members because of their inability to handle the Hollow that spilled out that hole. It made it all too easy for a lone wolf to snatch a pretty lamb and be gone like a Plus. Today just had to be the day everything decided to go to Hell, but a job's a job, and he's doesn't fancy letting his business expenditures go to waste.

Fighting's all around, but he's focused on his MTT 520-RR's engine revving as he sped through the battlefield, dodging out on any direct confrontations. Even with all out war all around him, it doesn't pertain to him, nor does he plan on interacting with it. Besides, with his Reiatsu sealed, nobody has any reason to approach a speeding motorcycle, and they definitely wouldn't care about the exhaust with Cero and Bala laying waste to everything.

The only problem-

The screech of a Hollow caught his attention, its proximity too close, and he's smart to keep his awareness up because, mere moments later, a beast exploded from seemingly thin air, running through hordes of soldiers as its Rhinoceros-like appearance followed the sound of his bike. It's fast too, but his bike's one of the fastest in existence. However, he doesn't need to chance fate here, so a little detour is in order.

With a sharp left, he heard the creature scurry to make the turn and crash, but it didn't take long for it to be back on his trail. The rock formation up ahead should do though, and with a little extra oomph, he pushed forward, using that formation as a ramp to send his bike flying. He didn't stay on that flight, jumping off to the side as the Hollow followed through the sky after the bike, landing on it as it crashed back to Earth. Coincidentally, the two idiots sizing each other up during a war would find that life hates them, and the bike and Hollow had landed not too far from them. The explosion that had occurred because of that interaction might have caught their attention, but they'd probably be more concerned with the hulking Hollow that would make itself known to them not long after.

And like any Rhinoceros, that creature wasted no time charging at the imbeciles on its territory.

The man who had cursed the two with their newest opponent found himself sneaking around out of view. He'll have to go the rest of his journey on foot, but he's a pro. He can handle most of what'll bother him out here.

A mindless beast has no need for tactical analysis. It only understands the situation as it presents itself, living in a state of raw emotional stimulant over any logicality. It's a creature that lives off primal instinct alone. Not being able to see bothered it none. Having something fly past it did nothing. As it charged forward, it did not stop until it crashed into another large formation of overturned Earth, crashing with enough force to splinter the formation's surface.

Tricks do not work on a creature that doesn't think. Once it charges, it does not stop to worry if it'll hit its target. It will simply charge again, but since there are two new targets, its small brain did not waste any time to pick one. The color white is a nuisance. The Vandenreich-aligned Quincy became its target as it stomped and roared before charging again.

The animal kingdom is a world of direct and blunt actions. Deliberate meaning must be the norm at all times. Kill or be killed is the only way. Playing games is an easy way to lose one's head. With their actions deliberate, the two Shinigami would find their efforts actually successful. Holding back in hopes of convoluting schemes and strategies only work in movies when the villain is a wannabe genius.

With a beast like this, you hit it where you know will hurt, and then you kill it where you know it'll die. The Hollow found its legs gone as waves of energy took away its only means of movement. Then came the sword that pierced its mask. Even as a big as it is, size meant nothing in terms of overall power, and it lacked anything besides the path forward. Its death came just as swift as its charge, and its body would begin to dissolve as its life slipped into the distant sky.

Their hole would fall quiet, but the rampage of war continued around them. Screams could be heard from a distance, whether friend or foe. Now is the time to decide if they are capable of looking past past transgressions for a better tomorrow. One man, beyond their scope, knows what he's aiming for anyway. His armored visage simply waited. An opportunity will come. They always do.