[TEAM BLACK] Malaysian Capital Building: Terrorist Group Attack! [OPERATION: B.L.O.O.D. - BIG LOADS OF OBSCENE DEATH]

Her opponent at the very least was one of resolve, capable of making the necessary decisions to survive and succeed without hesitation, not wasting a second of surprise. So when the claws of the building itself began to encompass his mortal body, he would not bat his eyes at it and let himself be consumed so easily. He was using his great assets—the strength, the speed—and he was using them to escape such a dire situation, just as Nozomi had predicted. The Caveman's form shot out of the earthen casket with blurring speeds, casting aside the light film of dust that lied between him and fresh air. The location and bearing of the hole created by his departure led to her quite straightforwardly, and his speed was not so impressive that Nozomi could not see it with even her basic eyesight. Earlier preparations had been made, and quick execution of these actions allowed her the ability to react to the counter attack in due time. The constantly outgoing energy under Nozomi's control which had by now been identified as Onikagahi, would begin reversing direction as it flowed back into her flesh and bones. It wrapped around her and throughout her, imbuing the muscles of the young-looking woman with great power. Despite the state of weakness caused by the Caveman's shout, it could be made up for by the power of the demon inside of her, Xaser. His energies enchantment would be made clear upon the first movement made by his host; a simple dodge.

Unwilling to try to block or parry the visceral strike attempted by the Caveman, Nozomi would take the path of least resistance, or rather the option that wasted the least amount of energy. It didn't matter that the woman had perhaps what could be considered the greatest capacity of spiritual energy in existence, she would not misuse her power just because she could. With a speed equaling her attacker, she dashed to the side and far outside of the range he could manage to reach, settling there. Given he had leaped, he would be set in his trajectory unless he demonstrated the use of free flight; and Nozomi did not believe he had such a power. Caveman had withdrawn a weapon in the middle of his flight, bringing it down near the location she had stood moments ago with tremendous force. However, the force displayed was lesser than Nozomi had predicted, telling her that he had not put everything behind it. The reason? A voice; it called out to them from the crowd of frightened hostages. The Quincy had not deigned to pay any attention to the lowly crowd of humans who had gotten themselves caught in such a mess, but she was confused on why the Caveman had. Something this strange this silver-haired girlie—who called herself Alice Iramasha—had to say caught and held the attention of her brutish enemy, and apparently there was a back story among them that Nozomi was ignorant of. Still, Alice held such sovereignty over the Caveman that it would pull his focus away from Nozomi—a mistake.

The sound wave was slower than the source, meaning, it would not be heard. Nozomi flickered into place behind the Caveman where his vision held no dominion over her. If he really though he could turn his back on someone like her, then he was seriously underestimating the power of this Ziamichi. Nozomi's palm raced forward toward the small of Caveman's back, Onikagahi energy enhancing the speed and strength of the strike. She felt the impact of her strike connecting... yet... it was too early. For the second time in less than a minute, Nozomi's eyes would widen ever so slightly in surprise: a transparent barrier had been erected between her palm and her quarry's backside, stopping her attack in its tracks. On the rebound the woman was hopping back in retreat just in case there were certain tricks associated with the defensive ability. But the thing that confused her was its sheer existence. The power was so different than what Nozomi analyzed the Caveman was capable of producing, and he shouldn't have been capable of it. Another explanation was made apparent when yet another being made his introduction by walking into view of the setting. A wheat-haired man with intense reiatsu was visible, holding a dense concentration of spiritual energy in the palm of his hand. She frowned, believing the shield to be his doing... funny, she hadn't noticed this newcomer before when she still was utilizing her Omnidou. Yet, he seemed fairly knowledgeable of the situation at hand.

"It seems that you people have called upon my blah blah blah," he was shouting out to her, but Nozomi stopped listening after the fifth word. It was clear what his intentions were, whose side he was on, and by the look of the glowing sphere in his hand what she needed to do in response. As he was running his mouth, Nozomi's eyes locked on the one named 'Alice' and held her hand out toward her as Xaser's energy flowed to the tips of her fingers. Normally she would not waste energy on the likes of a sheer hostage, yet she had already proven to be a competent distraction for the Caveman. It was in Nozomi's interest to keep her alive in the wake of the massive upcoming attack, so... "Negacion," she muttered under her breath while barely moving her lips. Only Caveman could possibly hear the sound of her whisper with his proximity, yet even for him it would not be articulate without highly sensitive ears. Regardless, in the matter of a second a white angelic beam blasted outward from her outstretched hand, bathing this Alice individual in the radiant light. At first appearances it appeared just like any other Hollow's Negacion, and yet this one would proceed to disconnect from Nozomi's hand and surround Alice in a perfectly-shaped orb. From that point on the girl did not even need hold her arm out, and could progress into the next steps of action while she still had time.

Just as this powerful newcomer had fired off the multitude of beams from the dense sphere of energy, the fabric of space near Nozomi would ripple and split open to once again display the insane speed at which the woman could create full Garganta rifts. The dim throat of dark realm appeared behind her, and she would jump back into its maw while still using her Reishi-enhanced speed. It swallowed her hole and clamped shut as fast as it came, repairing the seam of the living dimension as though it had never been there. Milliseconds following, the entire bottom floor was annihilated by the overwhelming destructive power of the newcomer's attack. The Caveman was guarded by the cubical barrier, just as Alice was protected by Nozomi's Negacion. Yet all the poor hostages were obliterated by the excessive force... and it did not end there. This was the reality of the situation—Gran Rey Cero level attacks had just demolished the base of multi-story building. If one thought that the exorbitant impetus would not blow out the supports of this level, they were horribly mistaken. His superfluous actions would have critical consequences, starting after the initial destruction had passed. It started with a resounding creaking that echoed through the walls of the building, only seconds before a crack pervaded the air. Suddenly, it all gave way as every story of the building from the second floor up came falling down onto the first. The cacophony could be heard throughout the city from corner to corner, border to border, as the Capital Building began its descent into desolation. The second floor crashed onto the base of the first, crushing what it could; the force from the phenomenon carried over by crippling the supports of that level, and thus causing the third floor to come crumbling down, and so on and so on. Nozomi watched from outside as the City Hall fell to its knees, becoming naught but a massive pile of rubble that was overtaken by a cloud of dust.

The blue-haired woman stood prostrate, her arms crossed, dull eyes watching the event pass. She was standing atop the roof of a nearby building that was close, but not so close that she was caught in the aftershock of the City Hall's collapse. Her thoughts were not on the safety of the girl Alice—she had no doubt that the Negacion barrier would protect her from both the blasts and the weight of the building atop it. She did not, however, know how capable the opposing team would be in the wake of such destruction. She did not know how powerful their barriers were, but she hoped that the sheer weight would crush them all. She just couldn't be sure. So, for now... she waited. She wondered what their plan had been if they were taking hostages, and the state of it as that man's rash actions caused it all to come tumbling down. That's where her thoughts lied.

All went as calculated, and her opponents could not even manage to throw any variables into the equation, leaving her actions uncontested. Earlier, the Garganta opened for her escape would lead her into the turbulent dimension of spiritual energy, before closing right behind her and disappearing from the World of the Living. It would be only milliseconds later that the place she had been standing was obliterated by a good fraction of his blast. Nozomi now stood upon a light-blue platform of Reishi within the endless void, and all that remained is for the woman to open the secondary Garganta rift to step back onto Earth. Yet, there was a small moment of hesitation as electrical impulses raced through her mind, a testament to her incredibly deep thought. This platform was Hirenkyaku, one of Nozomi's own Quincy abilities, and it was surprising. Why did it exist? Her human-based powers had been shut off by 'The Caveman' and his reality-rending shout. The reason, she realized, was that the skill's stratum persisted for only so long, slowly fading out of any consequence over time. Her educated guess would prove correct as her mind began running several tests on her body—she detected the gradual release of her signature reiatsu, and her signature abilities thereof. Her basic humane eyes began to be consumed by an abyssal darkness creeping around the edges of her vision, slowly being over taken by the Omnidou. The whites of her eyes had inverted, becoming pure ebony in color; yet her crimson irises remained to show that the power was not completely released. But still, even in such a low state, the eyes were far beyond the scope of human perception. There were three gifts that made up the Omnidou, revolving around three different concepts of perception: The Issaidou were the eyes that saw all, not letting one spectacle go by unnoticed by its owner. With them she could see farther and closer, through any object and from any angle, and on many a spectrum whether physical or spiritual. The Bunkaidou were the eyes that understood all, capable of breaking down objects within her vision and analyzing them at unrivaled speeds. She could use them to understand the most complex of systems in a matter of seconds, allowing her to act with the most optimal response to any situation. And finally the Kouindou, the eyes that ended all, were the eyes that empowered their owner's mind and unlocked its full potential. It increased the speed of her impulses to immense speeds that granted her superhuman reflex and thought speed. This was the centerfold of Nozomi's powers, and this fact explained why she was so upset at losing such vision. But soon—very soon—the Caveman's power would become inconsequential, and she would not allow it to happen again.

With an enigmatic whine, a second Garganta was created in the real world, with Nozomi stepping through it just in time to witness the collapse of the City Hall. As planned, she had arrived atop a nearby multi-story building that she had mapped out earlier when she still possessed the Omnidou; it was not just a random act but something planned out beforehand and set aside as information that could be used later. After all, her memory was perfect and impeccable, so it was a waste not to take in all the information on the terrain that she could. And now that she did, she was capable of accurately placing her Garganta in the real world without a direct visual aid. The moment her foot stepped pon the concrete roof of the building, she felt the tremors within the structure, shockwaves created by the initial building's undoing. The area would shake in regard of the destruction, and yet even so Nozomi's stance was stern and unyielding. She felt it, but did not even blink at its incursion. She simply looked upon the current situation with her semi-released Omnidou, capable of detecting the presence of each being at least from this close a distance—she took tabs. First, the creature that had somehow distorted and warped the field of her Negacion, Alice. Strange powers she possessed to be able do such a thing to such a stubborn force, yet she did not question it as the power she had expended on it was exiguous. She disconnected herself from the maintenence of the technique, no longer willing to expend the effort as it was immediately clear the Alice child was safe. Whether or not she herself could keep the Negacion together was another irrelevant matter. She did not care if it dispersed against Alice's wishes, yet, she kept part of her focus on the young girl just to make sure nothing inconvenient occurred to a possible asset. Her next subject of interest was perhaps what could be considered an ally as well, a Captain-level Shinigami. The dark-skinned man had released his Bankai first thing, using the gargantuan compatriot summoned by him to assist in the rescue of the innocent hostages, before turning his attention on her—or rather, their—enemies. At least for now, she had allies, but she would not turn a blind eye and deaf ear to either of these two, being cautious for her own sake.

Had she a sense of humor in her Lunstig personality frame, she'd have laughed at the Caveman's current situation. Her partially sealed Omnidou was barely able to see his form under the multiple tons of stone, steel, and wood that made up the City Hall. What had happened to his cubical barrier? Had the mass of the building been miscaculated, causing the shield around him to fail? She did not know, given she had spent a second or two within the dimension of the Garganta, separated from World of the Living in that time frame. Irregardless, she did not complain about the tables a-turning. He was at an extreme disadvantage, and as far as Nozomi was concerned, defeated. His desperate crawl toward the top of the rubble was amusing more than anything, but she was sure she could easily stop it. So, her attentions turned to the last two, 'Tinsel Bitch' and his partner in crime Sir Talks-A-Lot... and Nozomi crafted that nick name herself. The medically-inclined one was completely healed now, and had set his heed upon the Shinigami. She watched the constructs of darkness that spawned of his power, showing he was more than a simple doctor; and yet that alone was not incredibly impressive. If it was a question on which one of these opponents was more troubling to Nozomi, it would be the Talks-A-Lot with his complete disregard of Malaysian architecture. That man was the last one she turned her focus to, and she would catch him in the act of producing the same attack he had just fired a couple seconds ago... Now this time, she would be analyzing it with the Omnidou and deducing its various properties. Now that she was not within the man's cross-hairs and had at least limited functionality of her visual abilities again, she could direct her resources to studying the ability and learning every detail about it, from its technique to its energy-type to its physical reaction towards other objects. And to Nozomi, completely understanding an ability was the same as rendering it ineffective. Thus, the situation before her had been observed, it had been contemplated, and action had been decided. With precise timing, the blue-haired woman moved, raising her arms at her targets and charging her energies.

Just because she had left the premises of the building, did not mean the Onikagahi saturating the building had dissipated. It still remained within the very rubble and air around the area, below their feet, at the reach of their fingers, and in the oxygen they breathed. Nozomi merely need to direct the energy to her bidding, and to tell the truth the motions of her arms were needless. With a twitch of the woman's finger, everything was set in motion. Poor Caveman... his struggle was admirable, something one would think would bring veneration to his being, and yet Nozomi was not one of those cartoonish villians that would exercise mercy on his soul and possibly give him a second chance at success. Her judgment? The well of gravity in a column of space centered around him would increase to an unrelenting scale, starting out at ten times the pressure of Earth's attraction, and thus multiplying the weight of the several tons of rubble atop of him ten-fold. Now the fact that this man could even move in the situation that he was in was quite stirring, but with the increase of gravity she severely doubted he could persist the feat. In fact, she wondered whether his body could even withstand the crushing force long enough... If it turned out he could still move, then Nozomi would simply increase the gravity as more Onikagahi collected to the specific area. Each five seconds that ticked by would add another level of magnitude to the area, bumping the ten times gravity to eleven, then twelve, and so on and so on. This would continue until the Caveman stopped making any noticeable movement, by which case the gravity well would remain constant. To escape the clutches of Nozomi's grasp would require a miracle, and one she did not expect from the man. Regardless, that was not the only thing that would occur. At the same time that the area around the Caveman increased in gravity, the woman would be performing a second act not so far off, targeting the area around 'Tinsel Bitch'. Currently, he had sent his shadowy alternate entity off to attack the dark-skinned Shinigami, and due to this Nozomi had noticed a decrease in his capability that she didn't fully understand yet. Still it was a decrease nonetheless, once again presenting an opportune moment for her to attack. He stood upon the rubble under her dominion, so the solution was simple. His feet would suddenly sink into the ground as the rubble seemed to come to life, taking the form of disfigured hands and grabbing his ankles, just before pulling him below the uppermost surface of the debris.

It would be almost immediately after that the actual attack occurred; About fifty stone and metal shards broke off from the pile of debris and shot at the 'Tinsel Bitch' from all angles, having taken the shape of spear heads. They came at him with mach speeds, and at densities far beyond what they should have possessed, and yet it was in reality transpiring. Onikagahi energy had many functions, including the heightening of speeds, the increase of density, and the overall manipulation of mass. That's why this plethora of seemingly harmless inanimate objects was quickly turned into a strike array of deadly projectiles. They sought to pierce the human figure, targeting vital spots including the lungs, heart, brain, liver, Soul Sleep, and Binding Chain. She really did not know the extent of his medical abilities, but she hoped that even if his powers were not accurately sealed by striking the Soul Sleep and Binding Chain, then having pierced his vitals would at least kill him and disallow him the chance to heal himself. Again, Nozomi was utilizing a surprise attack that was completely out of the blue, once morr attempting to take advantage of the distraction presented by the male Shinigami. You'd think he'd have learned by now, and try searching for her a little harder or waiting until she revealed herself to him. And all the while, Nozomi sat comfortably off to the side of the battlefield, executing these actions from a safe distance. The only misfortune would be the fact that her spiritual presence would now be revealed the moment she performed the techniques. She only hoped the chaos she could cause with them would be enough to justify the fact. And slowly... very slowly, the darkness began to overtake her eyes. Her powers were close to returning.

"Xaser..." she muttered to herself, and to no one but herself a low grunt would arrive in response from the beast within her. There was a second of silence as she observed the results of her attack, before finishing her thoughts. "Am I really going to get into these kinds of messes again? It's been so long." And for an answer, she received none. She sighed and allowed her eyelids to drop halfway into a dull look.

She couldn't blame him for not speaking.