I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you that I've become anathema of my soul I can't say that you're losing me. I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading...
Sestran Leader of the Hellfires
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Sestran rose and followed the rest, apparently content not to see his throne room destroyed - however debilitated it came upon his inheritance of the building. His motion was catlike, a natural dexterity possessing a gait simultaneously apathetic and predatory.
He didn't deign a reply to Heuso or Dasutin, and certainly not to the hollowed creature that was released with Dasutin's ability. There was a series of quickened chimes from Pandemonium (Sestran's zanpakuto) but all the leader did was settle his hand on the hilt of his blade. Not to draw it - instead his fingers absently stroked the embroidery detailing at the base of the metal. The sort of habit you'd expect from a student idly drumming their fingers when they didn't have any particular focus in a class.
As to what might interest the self-proclaimed revolutionary was impossible to tell, his expression remained unimpressed at the moment but the fight had yet to begin in earnest. He could appreciate the dynamic of two bodies working in tandem on the field, if that was the manner in which this duel natured warrior approached.
Position: Outside Throne room in suitable 'makeshift battle' area. With: Others with him? Thoughts: I wonder what's going on at the school? Release State:Sealed Theme
...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me No tears. No sympathy. Gracefully. Respectfully. Facing conflict deep inside myself.
DJSH9011
DevilLordex13
revolution evolution
Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 12:49 pm
I heard somewhere that life and death are simply in an eternal circle. There must be death for life to continue, but at the same time without life, there can be no death
☣ Ӈueso βestia ☣ 'The Toxic Bone Beast' ☠ Diablo to Sestran ☠
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His hand still in his pockets, he still stared at Dasutin. When the man released his spiritual pressure and his Hollow there was a wind that was whipped up which blew Hueso's hair wildly behind him. The man narrowed his eyes as he watched the events unfold before him. '....Interesting...' he thought as he watched the man's wings changed and the feathers form another person. Or well... creature. When Dasutin left the throne room to fight outside, Hueso gave a sigh. "Very well... I'm sure Lord Sestran wouldnt be pleased if I destroyed his throne room." He spoke, walking towards the Balcony. Looking up at Dasutin, Hueso narrowed his eyes again. Vanishing in a sonido he reappeared infront of the man and several feet away. " Take it back, I'll make the first movement."He said, Removing his hands from his pockets. With one quick movement he flicked both of his hands and from the tip of each of his fingers a small bone fragment fired at Dasutin. The fragments were eight in number and gave off a slight Violet glow.
Upon impact the fragments will explode, each one causing the same amount of damage as an ordinary Cero. Hueso then Vanished in a Sonido and followed behind the bone fragments. when he reappears he will be above Dasutin, his Zanpakuto drawn and he will slash downwards. Even thought this was just a spar, Hueso intended to inflict as much damage as he could, this was because he knew it would give him the most amount of data he could obtain.
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Location: Las Noches - Throne Room Mood: Interested Thoughts:So he's part Shinigami Part Hollow... This should be fun... I've never fought a Visored. Release Status: Sealed. Hueso's Theme:One Way Out - Two Steps from Hell Theme For Now: None
The meaning of life? Why do you need one As far as I know we only get one on this earth, so I'd make it a good one.
The being watched as Hueso walked over and Shindoed up to where Dasutin was. The being tilted his head to his left to see his Lord Sestran standing there watching the fight about to break out. The being took in a deep breath and began to talk to his lord. The voice was quiet but able to be heard quite well even if people were talking. "...Are you sure about...him...my lord...his power...his skills..." The being asked this question like it was hard for him to talk but his left eye never left his Lord face.
...Die..."
Status With: Sestran Location: Outside Throne Room standing next to his lord Thoughts:"....." OOC: This is going to get good.
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revolution evolution
Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 3:35 pm
“I will tell you this before we start... I am a very strong person. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer
The creature watched carefully to the being that was thought as an Arrancar as he shot out the bone fragments from his fingers. With a flap of his wings, he moved up to avoid the bone fragments, but was met with the man appearing above him to slash him with his Zanpakuto. Nitsudea thought that the Arrancar would try something like this as he moved his left arm to block the attack with the claw-like weapon that he wield, making a loud clang as metal met metal. As he held this dead lock with the man, the creature would hear the explosion from the bone fragments hitting the side one of the walls of Las Nochas. Looking back for a second to see where it had hit, Nitsudea moved his gaze back to his sparing partner as the altered voice spoke once more. "So, your bones can be used as weapons. Interesting but I really doubt that is the limit of your power. I do feel a bit insulted though that you haven't released you sword. Though, I guess it is fair because my other half is holding a good amount of my power back. But, enough about that, let us continue on." The creature's eyes seemed to shine a bit as he quickly moved his right arm to stab the Arrancar in the left shoulder. This, however, was just a test to see more about the man's bone ablitliy and to see what range that Nitsudea should fight in and if he could get away by using his ability. After all, the agree was not to go for killing blows and he knew at that at least two would count as a killing blow like attack. Oh well, this was just the start of the spar and the creature already knew that this was going to get even more fun... For him.
I heard somewhere that life and death are simply in an eternal circle. There must be death for life to continue, but at the same time without life, there can be no death
☣ Ӈueso βestia ☣ 'The Toxic Bone Beast' ☠ Diablo to Sestran ☠
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When Dasutin dodged his attack it didnt even faze Hueso. His Attacks then exploded some ways down below and his blade struck the creatures Claw, sending sparks and a shudder through Hueso's blade. When the man spoke Hueso looked at him, his expression always the same. Emotionless. "I do not see a reason to release my blade..." He spoke, his left hand now placed in his pocket. When the man thrust his weapon forward and it seemed to be aimed at Hueso's left shoulder he turned to his right, spinning slightly. Avoiding the attack with ease. "Hmm... quite predictable and straight forward." Moving back slightly Hueso brought his blade by his side and moved his left foot slightly. With this movement he rushed forwards, his blade swinging in an upwards arc. "You'll have to be quicker... and smarter about your movements." His left hand now came from his pocket, half way through his sword swing. The hand was covered in a thick Carapace of bone and was pointed, the point sharp enough to enter anothers body.
Thrusting his hand forward quickly he aimed for Dasutin's mid section. He wasnt intent on seriously hurting the man, just to stab him to inject Hueso's poison.
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Location: Las Noches - Throne Room Mood: Interested Thoughts:So he's part Shinigami Part Hollow... This should be fun... I've never fought a Visored. Release Status: Sealed. Hueso's Theme:One Way Out - Two Steps from Hell Theme For Now: None
The meaning of life? Why do you need one As far as I know we only get one on this earth, so I'd make it a good one.
Somber Ash
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((Sorry for the shitty reply! So tired! Btw, I will be away from monday to Wednsday cause im going camping and I'll have no net.))
Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 9:06 pm
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you that I've become anathema of my soul I can't say that you're losing me. I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading...
Sestran Leader of the Hellfires
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“The dual-natured have a strength few higher ranked shinigami possess, that coupled with being able to fully manifest his hollow should make him difficult to battle. At the very least most people do not spar with the ideal of fighting multiple opponents so only that aspect gives him an advantage many would not predict or be able to defend with ease.” Sestran commented to his right hand minion without taking his gaze from the unfolding events below him. Dasutin dodged the fragments of bone and blocked the opening attacks of Hueso. “I shall witness how he utilizes such talents before I make a more specific judgment.”
Thus far Dasutin came off as hesitant but Sestran could not fault someone for gauging abilities as they went along. The more one learns the easier it becomes to deal with them...he was surprisingly relaxed compared to his darker half. It was interesting the amount of control the man appeared to possess over his hollow. Not that Sestran could fault that observation either, control required discipline and rarely were people dutiful without it. It however would grow old if all they did was dance around each other. His expression remained bored, thus far nothing had happened that actually impressed the ex-noble.
Position: Outside Throne room in suitable 'makeshift battle' area. With: Others with him? Thoughts: I hope this doesn't come down to a single hit...perhaps Heuso wasn't the best choice of opponent given his abilities... Release State:Sealed Theme
...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me No tears. No sympathy. Gracefully. Respectfully. Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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DevilLordex13
revolution evolution
(OOC: Please don't delay the fight on my sake - Sestran is only observing he wouldn't get involved unless they started destroying his place or one killed the other. I am pretty busy this weekend so I'm not sure when I'll have a chance to post and with rev leaving Monday it seems best to you two to fight it out while you are able. Sorry for the semi-short post, just wanted to get something up for folks while I had time. This weekend is busy!)
Nitsudea showed no response when the Arrancar refused to release his blade but in his mind he felt insulted. He then watched as the man dodged his attack with ease, which made him a little frustrated that he wasn't allowed to fight at his highest level. The words of the Arrancar cooled the creature's this anger quickly as he was underestimating him, a mistake many hollows of this world made when the first meet them. Nitsudea formed a smirk underneath his helmet-type mask because he had done as his other half had asked of him, to warn the man that he should transform, but if it wasn't going to happen, Dasutin would have to allow him to use more of his power. After all, he had let him take control to show off his abilities and if his sparing partner wouldn't comply, he would have to show him why he was wrong. As the Arrancar moved to attack him again, Nitsudea leaned back and removed the small spiritual particles that allowed him to walk in the air, using gravity to fall backwards. With this tactic, he would be able to dodge the attacks of the man's assault while making some distance between them. The creature then pulled from his dive and began to fly at a great speed back up to the Arrancar. Once he had returned to the height he was before, Nitsudea kept his distance, at least a few yards away from the man, and began to circle him counter clockwise keeping his left arm aimed to his opponent. While he circled the man like a predator waiting to strike, a red orb started to form in the opening of his claw-like weapon. With how fast he was moving, Nitsudea though he would try something interesting as he made the first slash into the air, causing a claw mark to appear. Using his speed, he had planned to fire a group of attacks at the Arrancar while he was detracted with the other attack he was form. The creature guessed that the man would follow the orb as it was giving off the same energy as a cero, which he would fire if this plan didn't work. After he had made five more marks to form a hexagon, Nitsudea used his spiritual energy to appeal more force to a flap of his wings to be above the man, keeping the claws with orb aimed at his sparring partner. He then moved his right hand to what would look like him trying to brace himself from firing the attack with him but when the two claws met, the truth would be revealed. "Nami Surasshu!" With the name of the attack spoken, Nitsudea tapped the claws on his right arm with the one on his left and with it, one would believe he was going to fire the orb. However, this wasn't the case as the claw marks he left behind formed into energy blasts that charged straight for the Arrancar. The man wanted the creature to be "quicker and smarter" with his movements but let see if he could handle this before moving on to the next step.
“Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.
Location: The skies above Las Nochas Mood: -unable to get a reading- Thinking: -unable to get a reading- With: Hueso OCC: Sorry, I got busy with something and my post drive went to zero. Anyway, it is alright Rev. I hope you have fun camping.
Somber Ash
DevilLordex13
revolution evolution
Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 7:47 pm
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Right Hand to Sestran
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The being let out a weak chuckle. To hear his lord say that must mean something big was to come...or was it something else entirely? The being shrugged it off and then resumed watching the fight watching "Daustin" use a attack he called "Nami Surasshu" The being rolled his eyes as if annoyed and turned his back on the fight and leaned agenst the railing of the balcony. The being turned his head so he can see his lord fully again. For once not saying anything he turned back to where he can see the throne room and closed his eyes as if to sleep right there.
I heard somewhere that life and death are simply in an eternal circle. There must be death for life to continue, but at the same time without life, there can be no death
☣ Ӈueso βestia ☣ 'The Toxic Bone Beast' ☠ Diablo to Sestran ☠
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The man seemed to be getting more serious as he avoided Hueso's attack by dropping through the air, Though Hueso's attack would have easily been avoided even if the man took a simple step backwards. Watching him fall and then fly back up to him. His gaze never left the man even when he started to do something. He started up with several attacks, they seemed to come from the man's Claws. Hueso found this interesting. He wanted to get a feel of the mans power and now he was going to get it. Placing his Zanpakuto into it's sheath he then placed his hands into his pockets, waiting for the man to finish his attack. which... Wasnt very long it seemed since within the next few moments the attacks got closer to Hueso.
Breathing deeply and closing his eye's Hueso took the attacks, the result causing what seemed to be an explosion. Something seemed to fall form the cloud and rain down onto the sand below. When the dust cleared, Hueso looked at Nitsudea. The attacks seemed to cause no damage. But, On closer inspection Hueso's body seemed to have crack and it looked like bits of him were falling off. as well as a horn missing from his mask. Looking to the man Hueso walked forwards. "Interesting, Even with my Hierro and Bone Carapace you manage to deal some damage...." His right hand then moved to his zanpakuto. "You now get what you wished for..." He spoke as his grip tightened and he drew the blade, a purple mist coming from the scabbard. " Pierce and Poison the world!, Tóxico Espina Bestia" He spoke, and a large explosion of reiatsu formed a poisonous mist to surround Hueso. His new form was visible as a dark shadow in the dense fog and with a gust of wind it was blown away. "Now, Show me what else you poses."His long tail swaying gently behind him. Hueso was interested on seeing what this man was capable of and if he would make a great case study.
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Location: Las Noches - Throne Room Mood: Interested Thoughts:So he's part Shinigami Part Hollow... This should be fun... I've never fought a Visored. Release Status: Released Hueso's Theme:One Way Out - Two Steps from Hell Theme For Now: None
The meaning of life? Why do you need one As far as I know we only get one on this earth, so I'd make it a good one.
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((Sorry for the long wait, was away longer than I thought razz.))
Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 8:52 pm
"...
Right Hand to Sestran
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The being pops his neck being bored of the fight already, hovers up and sits on the balcony with his arms crossed resting his sword agenest his body and starts to close his eyes thinking about what his lord had said to him. "...A being like that on our team would greatly increase our chances at destroying the Shinigami...If anything...He can work with me in destruction..." The being thought on that with himself and keeps his eyes closed to ponder on it more.
Nitsudea's eyes narrowed when his Nami Surasshu had his opponent and caused a explosion that seemed the arrancar. The man then watch as something fell from the cloud that his attacks made, knowing that it was his opponent and flashstepped over to land on one of the pillars that surrounded Las Noches to wait for the dust to clear. When it did, Nitsudea looked over the amount of damage he had caused to the arrancar, not just with his eyes though, but with his Pesquisa as well to see what he had done. Nothing had changed since he had first looked at him when he transformed but it appeared he done some physical damage. "Hmph..." This was that came from the man when his opponent spoke, as he seemed amazed that his attack had damaged him. Twice. This arrancar was still underestimating him. The man was being held back because his other half knowing the power they had when they were like this and thought it would be fair for him to at least release his Resurreccion. But now, the action of him releasing his blade felt more like an insult as well as his opponent asked him to show him more. Nitsudea simply stared at his opponent as he began to talk to Dasutin, wanting to explain his displeasure. Is this guy serious? Does he think we are that weak?That is his own fault for underestimating us. Also I don't think he realizes that he is fighting two people at the same time.Don't give him excuses! He is insulting us and it is pissing me off.Well, he did release his Resurreccion. Although...To be honest, if this is the guy representing this group, I would rather stay out in the desert. I guess I will just have to show them what we are made of with this next hit.Just don't go to crazy. Ok? I don't want you to get us in trouble again.Don't worry. I am just going to reenact what happened here. Nitsudea let out a small laugh as his Reiatsu suddenly spiked up and continued to raise, with his eyes glowing there separate colors. It felt amazing, to have his power expand to the limits that he expected his human half would set in order not to destroy everything around them. The ball of energy seemed to share this sudden change as the orb grew dark to point were it was black with that outline. Was... Was he planing on firing that attack. As the attack seemed closer to be ready to fire at the arrancar the stood in the sand, Nitsudea finally spoke to him. "The thing I hate the most since my partnership with Dasutin is that, whether it being in the soul society or in this desert world, we are always underestimated. Those shinigami that tried to lead him to his death... The hollows here that thought we would be an easy kill. They learned what we really are. We are a destroyer of all. All that touch this body, Dasutin's body, will be destroyed. Now have released your blade, I will give this gift. An attack that was used by an Espada that we were to take for ourselves because of our agreement. Choose whatever action you wish, but learn that we are not a force to look down on. Cero... Oscuras!" Upon his call, the attack was released in a stream of pure darkness, charging straight for his opponent at an amazing speed. Nitsudea hoped that he would dodge the attack because whatever this Bone Carapace was, he had doubt that it would be able to protect him from this attack. From the raw power this attack had, the heat from it would turn the sand where the arrancar stood into glass, as he had marked the places where he had used this attack. The pillar in which he stood one was shaking, as if Las Noches fear it would be destroyed if this spar continued. For now, all the man could do was watch his attack roar as it moved to his opponent and hope he would be foolish enough to challenge it.
“Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.
Location: The skies above Las Nochas Mood: -unable to get a reading- Thinking: -unable to get a reading- With: Hueso OCC: Now I am sorry I kept you waiting. .
Somber Ash
DevilLordex13
revolution evolution
Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 10:57 am
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you that I've become anathema of my soul I can't say that you're losing me. I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading...
Sestran Leader of the Hellfires
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The duel-personality was expected, though the amount of control Dasutin retained while his Hollow ran loose was a rare thing. Sestran just continued to observe the combat, which was the whole purpose behind having requested it in the first place. Knowledge offered an advantage to anyone and he was quite ready to take in every possible motion the pair of them made. Gold eyes flickering over even small dodges, tiny muscle movements, minor twitches that some others might ignore outright. His expression didn't alter much, there was vague interest but it was the same way a cat might perk mildly to watch out a window without actually moving to chase anything.
The power was something that could be utilized well in certain settings but little seemed to truly interest the aloof leader of Hueco Mundo. A minor smirk briefly graced his lips at the 'speech' the hollow offered. The readiness to grow impatient was more what he would expect from such a creature and the words only managed to amuse him. The pretentious irony of Nitsudea's remarks amused Sestran. When the heat reached them from the now glassed sand of the battlefield he reached down to touch the hilt of Pandemonium (his zanpakuto) gently. A small stream of chaotic notes echoed in the wind around him. Sestran remarked with relaxed reassurance. "No point in feeling challenged my dear, this one is not our enemy."
Pandemonium was always such a envious creature, he presumed she disliked him paying someone else so much attention more than she felt any personal threat to her ability; nothing unmade the world like his sword after all. He let out a light sigh then, realizing that before much more time had passed he would be forced to interject. Sestran would rather not kill off the few minions he had if one or the other became too enamored of the battle and made a mistake.
Position: Outside Throne room in suitable 'makeshift battle' area. With: Others with him? Thoughts: I must have someone design a room capable of handling battles between my soldiers... Release State:Sealed Theme
...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me No tears. No sympathy. Gracefully. Respectfully. Facing conflict deep inside myself.
The being's eyes flare open the moment Nitsudea began to charge up his cero. The being jumps up and lands on the balcony fingers tap dancing along the handle of his sword. Eye's watching Nitsudea charge the cero. The Cero was gathering so much energy and heat that the sand began to turn to glass near him. The beings eyes slowly began to fill red overcovering the baby blue eyes he once had. The being watched as Nitsudea fired the Cero but it wasn't any ordinary cero. O no..it was a Cero Oscuras one of the most powerful cero's. The power coming off the cero made the being smile. His eye being completly covered in red like blood his eyes darted to Sestran and noticed his lord watching the fight. The being's eyes dart back to the Cero Oscuras, fingers still tap dancing along the hilt of his sword, He dares not defile his lords orders and stands there wishing to be part of the fight now. The being lets out a low whisper only his lord can hear and then resumes smiling. "...Beautiful..." is all that escapes the being's lips.
...Die..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:55 pm
I heard somewhere that life and death are simply in an eternal circle. There must be death for life to continue, but at the same time without life, there can be no death
☣ Ӈueso βestia ☣ 'The Toxic Bone Beast' ☠ Diablo to Sestran ☠
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Hueso's cold eyes documented everything that happened during the battle. They styles of fighting, the change in the way he spoke before hand. It was clear he was fighting more than one being. 'Two consciousness' in one body?... Fascinating.' He thought, his arms still folded as he listened to the man before him. The man spoke of Hueso underestimating him, at this Hueso gave out a chuckle. Which would send the hairs on the back of anyones neck to stand on edge. It was unnatural for a person like Hueso to chuckle...and it just didn't seem right. "I stopped underestimating you quite some time ago..." he spoke. His gaze narrowed as the man formed a ball of energy, he recognized the power input, the density, color and power output. While the ball of energy charged something behind Hueso's eyes flashed, data he had recovered many a year back hen he first seen the Cero Oscuras. It was fired by a powerful Arrancar, one of the few that could use their second Ressureccion. "Ulquiorra Cifer!" Hueso muttered. "This should be interesting, thefact that you can use such a destructive technique interests me.." As the Cero fired Hueso noticed the temperature in the area rise. As the Cero fired towards him Hueso charged towards it, seemingly trying to take it head on. Just as the Cero neared him he spun right, avoiding it quickly. Or so it seemed. As the Cero rushed by him he looked back, noticing that his tail had hit the Cero. Looking at the smoke coming from it Hueso moved his right hand quickly and cut the rest of the tail off, letting it fall into the sand. Looking back at the man Huseo vanished in a Sonido, reappearing with a static sounding boom behind Dasutin. "Firing such a Destructive amount of energy should have some sort of drawback." He spoke as the cero exploded several miles out into the waste land. sending a large mushroom shaped cloud into the air. Seconds later there was the sound of the explosion and the blast of wind afterwards. when the wind died down Hueso turned to Dasutin. "I believe this is over." He said, and suddenly a large cloud of purple smoke was expelled from Hueso's mouth. The purple smoke was actually his poison, any inhalation from Dasutin would result in him being poisoned, not effecting him immediately though but it would start to shut down his body slowly. causing him to turn numb and become paralyzed. All the while, unknowingly to Dasutin, something was now beginning to stir in the sands beneath both him and Hueso, Something Hueso had planned since the start of the battle.
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Location: Las Noches - Throne Room Mood: Interested Thoughts: Release Status: Released Hueso's Theme:One Way Out - Two Steps from Hell Theme For Now: None
The meaning of life? Why do you need one As far as I know we only get one on this earth, so I'd make it a good one.
The chuckle the arrancar and how he said he had been ignored by Nitsudea before he had fired his cero. He was glad that his opponent got the reference to what who he was talking about but the way that Huseo sounded, it felt like he was continuing to insult they. As his opponent charged forward to his attack once it had been fired, the man continued to follow him with his Pesquisa, not losing track of him as he tried to dodge the beam of darkness. However, he was able to fully dodge it as his tail had been caught by the cero and had left it burned. Two for two. He had underestimated him twice, though it seemed he wouldn't admit it, and he had met two of the man's attack that caused some form of damage. Nitsudea watched as the arrancar cut the burned part of his tail off and allowed it to fall to the sand, just near where the attack was turning the sand to glass from the attacks heat. He then watched Hueso returned his gaze to him and disappeared from where he was to appear right behind him. The man continued to ignore his opponent as he question if releasing that Cero had some sort of drawback. Though, when he first started to use these powers there, Dasutin's body would become weak but because of his years trying with Nitsudea, that no longer was the case. The only attack that had a drawback now was his ultimate attack, Hasonshi Tataifū, but because this was a spar and due to the power it had, he wouldn't use it. The man turned to his opponent as the cero finally exploded far away from the two, forming a mushroom cloud were it had finally gone off. Nitsudea didn't move as the blast of wing hit his back and sound of a large explosion filled the air. The area around where the blast had happened caused the white sands of Desierto Blanco a heavy black, giving out a red glow in some of part of the place. The man then raised his right arm to target his opponent, showing that he was ready to continue this fight. When Hueso told that this spar was over and began to release a cloud of purple smoke, Nitsudea was able to quickly react as he split his middle and ring finger to show his palm to his opponent with being cut by his own claws, showing a spin white line in the center. "Hadō #58, Tenran." By the call of the spell's name, the spinning white line turned into widening tornado-like blast, blowing the poison that Hueso made away. Nitsudea didn't know if how the arrancar would be effected by the attack but from the knowledge that his other half had, he shouldn't trust gases coming from his opponent. After all, Baraggan Louisenbairn had made this example for most shinigami during the winter war not to trust that form of attack. As the blast began to move towards the arrancar, Nitsudea let out a sigh because the feeling of boredom was starting to set in. He could feel the energy that was coming from his opponent and already knew that he wouldn't be able to fight at his power unless he showed him more strength.
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