In My Flames of Hatred, You Shall Fall [Kita/OPEN]

TAGS; - here NOTES; - 300% (start of post) -> 500% (AFTER the explosions) WORDS; - here MUSE; - Rip & Tear

Shura had to admit, these Arrancarr as of late were getting too cocky. As blade met flesh, the expulsion of energy from both sides erupted at the same time. On one hand, Shura's axe had cleaved into the women's shoulder... On the other hand, it also meant she had no real chance to react with any meaningful defense. All Shura could do was cling to the haft of her axe, perhaps letting go would've been the smarter thing... It'd maybe have lessened the damage Shura took... Fuck that.

One arm tensed and continued to hold the haft as the explosion erupted at point blank range, ripping through her Shihakasho and scorching the entire front portion of her body. With the other hand however, Shura aimed to reach into the explosions, searing her arm up and down and making the entire length of her arm look like it'd been charbroiled. However Shura aimed to grab the Arrancarr by the throat, she'd learned from her fight against a Vizard... Never aim for the face when grabbing. "You Arrancarr have gotten too cocky for your own good, and forgotten what we Shinigami live for..." Her own Reiatsu began to surge and rise rapidly, even higher than before as one foot slammed down into the air between the Arrancarr's legs.


In an instant both of them were wrapped and obscured by her Reiatsu as it enveloped the both of them, the single two-handed axe slimming down into a set of two battle axes connected via a chain with one still lodged into the Arrancarr's shoulder. Shura's demeanor hadn't changed, but the look on her face had. No longer was she smiling, her eyes glared at the woman with an almost ancient-level of hatred and disgust.

"I may not have the most potent Kido, but even you won't be able to avoid it at this range." If she'd successfully grabbed the woman's throat, her grip would only tighten as she used every ounce of strength to try and not only hold the woman still, but crush her throat in the process.

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TAGS; - here NOTES; - 500% WORDS; - here MUSE; - Rip & Tear

Admittedly... Kita did the one thing she didn't expect her to do, Stay. Most everyone when threatened by her Bankai fled, none saved for Metatron had ever willingly stayed this close to her after she'd released her Bankai. Doing such normally was naught but a fools choice, but when she felt the hand grasp her wrist she realized why she'd made such a choice. Shura was strong, but Kita... her grip felt just as strong as her own, and even as she went to try and pull her that arm away she felt the hand press against her stomach.

Damn it.... damn it, damn it, damn it! Shura knew this was bad, taking one of these Cero's was a bad idea she'd gathered that much from it's destructive power against her Danku... But to not only take one point blank, but a Gran Rey Cero? She'd only heard of such a thing in truth, never before had she witnessed one first hand or felt it...... And she had no intention to start now. The hand that had clasped her throat released it and rapidly moved to the chain that connected her axes, yanking it up towards them. "You're a bigger idiot than I thought."

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and when the Cero was fired Kita still held Shura's arm and the blast that had erupted was large enough that it would've completely encapsulated her form. However when the dust settled, all that was left in Kita's hand was a still-bleeding arm. Rather than take the blast, Shura had severed her own arm and Shunpo'd away near the last second she had. Now she was some twenty meters from Kita, An axe in one hand and the rest dangling down. Shura was panting heavily, blood dripping down from where her arm had just been.


Shura hadn't just been standing there after she'd Shunpo'd away, instead immediately beginning the incantation for another spell. Swiping her blade to the side and unleashing a condensed blast of purple energy, of which had the capacity to incinerate whatever it touched.

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TAGS; - here NOTES; - 500% WORDS; - here MUSE; - Battle of Gods

GOD, FUCKING, DAMN, THIS, FUCKING, ARRANCARR, BITCH!


The thin, transparent wall once more sprung forth, this time between both Koga and her attack that had been meant for her to stop Koga from being incinerated. This bitch was really starting to piss her off. Shura's Reiatsu once more burst forth from inside her, swirling and wrapping around her one remaining arm. The rest of her chain being flung to wrap around her as her Reiryoku condensed down into a singular blade.


Yeah... Yeah this had gone on far too fucking long. Shura regretted only one thing, that she hadn't ended this bitch when she first arrived. "You, Fucking, BITCH!" Shura screamed, raising her axe into the air before bringing it down to slam into the ground with every ounce of strength she had, causing the ground beneath her and for almost fifty meters around her to crack and shatter, the ground being sundered and ripped up from the force of the titanic blow.

The aim? Only to destabilize the ground enough to either throw off her aim, or obscure them. One of the two she knew she would accomplish, this woman was a psychopath, but that's all she was... Her wits, to Shura, didn't go past her simple base instincts as a hollow. With this blow to the ground however, Shura moved forward in front of the Danku to grab Koga who'd assuredly slammed into it by now. "Hadō #31 Shakkahō" Shura placed her hand against the wound where her arm used to be to cauterize the wound and prevent further bleeding before placing her hand quickly against the ground and speaking again "Bakudo #21 Sekienton" A burst of red smoke erupted from where they were, Shura's glare the last visible sight shown to the Arrancarr before another word was spoken.

At this point, if Koga hadn't already moved away, Shura would grab him by the waist and dart to the side as quickly as she could. She knew that Gran Rey Cero was coming, and if that hit they were both goners. However she knew her speed in Bankai was enough to outspeed the explosions... for now. But she also knew she was playing with far more dangerous things right now, the blood she'd lost was enough that most average Shinigami's would've fallen unconscious by now. But through sheer will power or perhaps more, Shura forced herself to continue. This battle though... It was lost, Shura had delayed too long, had hesitated too much. A battle that should've been an easy victory for her, was a decisive defeat, and now all Shura could do... was run, and ensure Koga made it out as well.

To that end as she darted away from Kita, a single word was continually repeated "Danku... Danku.... Danku........ Dan...ku...." Wall after wall erected itself behind her, acting as a barrier and shield against further attacks from behind as she retreated with Koga, all in hopes of ensuring their escape... If only barely. For Koga, the wear and exhaustion was evident on Shura's face.

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