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Rios dropped to the ground as the metal receded into the earth. "Well it's good that you missed that dagger when you dropped otherwise you would have been paralyzed for over two hours." He set the bottle on the ground and his swords reformed along with the sheths on his back. "If you would have lasted abit longer I would have passed out from no more reiatsu." The dagger went back to Rios' hand and turned into two small thin needles with a slight tint on one side. He put them back into his spartan gloves and smiled.

"Just some posion can bring even the strongest to there knees from time to time. And I say let the water flow for a bath would be nice." He smiled more and grabbed the bottle from the ground to drink from it. "I would help you but since I only have a small amount of reiatsu left so I can't heal you myself just yet." The bottle then was emptied quickly because all the water around was making Rios very thirsty.

Aine's senses were in high alert the moment they appeared in the training grounds. Stepping away from Ezru her eyes locked on Asuma's body floating as it was, his hair changing from the dazzling silver she'd seen before to pitch black. She instinctively fell into a fighting stance, not trusting the reiatsu seeping from his body.

"No... You won't..." Ezru said blood dripping from his face as he released his reiatsu, bursting forth from him came a new shadow that burned like fire, but was cold to the touch. "I now can defeat it..." Ezru said as he grabbed the ball with the shadows, slowing it down. Ezru then pulled out his watch and clicked it, opening a doorway in front of the attack, forcing it to go into a pocket dimension.

"I warned you..." Ezru said pulling out Real and holding him out "Roar... Real." Ezru said making his staff, and sending six arcs of pure energy at Asuma, making a net to contain this feral mass of murderous intent.

Eyes opening wide in excitement, Zetsumi gathered his reiatsu, making a dark black lining around him. As the arcs of energy neared him, he snapped his fingers, grinning. Black reiatsu in a surrounding reido-like fashion flew out around Zetsumi, causing the arcs of light to be thrown backwards, disintegrating as they were hit with the black reiatsu. Looking up, Zetsumi grinned again, getting more excited as time went on. "Interesting...that little watch of yours...it's like Asuma's portals. No...it's...different. Guess I'll just have to take it and find out!" Yelling loudly, Zetsumi grabbed on to Asuma's katana's hilt, only to pull it away as his hand was burned. Growling, Asuma's image appeared in Zetsumi's mind.

"Ge...get out...get out of me..."

Zetsumi growled again, putting both hands out, parallel to the ground. "I'll waste you both right here and now. I will not lose to the likes of this stupid kid!" Gathering his reiatsu around himself, Zetsumi prepared to unleash all he had in one motion...only to stop again, as he felt a pain inside his head. closing his eyes in pain, Asuma;s image again flashed inside Zetsumi's mind.

"You won't...control me anymore...I won't....I won't let you."

Zetsumi yelled in rage and pain, as he distorted for a moment, before he was thrown backwards, skidding to a halt on the ground. Where he had been standing, stood Asuma, hands limp at his sides. The look in his eyes was one of hate...of pure and straightforward hate. "You...you tried to control me...I'll teach you..." drawing his katana's blade, Asuma turned it around backwards, letting go of the hilt, the sword dropping altogether. "...that you are nothing more..." as the sword hit the ground, it sunk into it, making a ripple-like effect as the sword disappeared.

"You're nothing more than a part of me. And now, it's time for you to be erased from me."

Putting his right hand out, parallel to the ground, the air around Asuma shimmered, as his hair turned a sleek black. His eyes stayed the blood red color-the pupils, anyway. The whites of his eyes turned jet black, as his clothes whipped on him, as the wind picked up. "King of Darkness, let your blade be unsheathed." As he said the phrase, a jet black katana-straight, unlike most-rose from the ground. The hilt, as it came next to Asuma's palm, was grabed, and brought forward. "Bankai, stage Two. Kuro Kindachi Ken, Shin’en((Black Kings Blade, Abyss))"

Zetsumi cowered in fear, now that he was powerless. when he had been ejected from Asuma;s body, he had lost all of his reiatsu. And with it, he lost every bit of his power. "No...no...no! You can;t do this! I am a part of you! I am-!"

As the katana came forward, Asuma's shadow rose from off the ground, towering over Asuma and creating a human-like figure above him. Asuma looked at Zetsumi, his eyes cold and uncaring. "You...are a tumor that needs to be removed from me. And I...will be the one doing it." Disappearing, Asuma was completely invisible to all those around him, going at a speed that rivaled his portals. As Zetsumi put his hands in front of his face, Asuma appeared in front of him, kicking Zetsumi into the air. Floating high in the air for a moment, Zetsumi's head snapped downward, looking for Asuma. What he was met with, was Asuma's cold, black blade inside his chest. As they both stood there in the air, Asuma looking up at Zetsumi, Zetsumi looking down at Asuma.

"Choose" One word, uttered by Asuma. "Choose. Work with me, or you die. Make your choice. One I pull my blade out, if you haven't answered me, you'll die anyway."

Zetsumi, whose face was now visibly calm, looked down at Asuma, nodding. "I guess there's no choice then, kid. I'll work with you. Now, mind takin this blade out of me? It feels weird."

Nodding, Asuma gripped the hilt, about to pull the blade out. "Let's go, Zetsumi." And with that, the lade was dislodged, as a white light suddenly shone in the grounds, blinding all those who saw it. But, as soon as it had appeared, it went out. Asuma stood on the ground, his bankai dissipated, and his katana in it;s sheath. On the ground, where Zetsumi's body would have been, was a ball and chain. The chain itself, the length wasn't clear, as it was in a pile on the ground. The ball, however, was around ten inches thick, with the zaigou sybol on both sides of the ball. Picking it up, Asuma knew that it would be heavy from the look of it. But, when he picked it up, it was as light as a feather. As Long as we're working together, that ball will never weigh you down. Although, it's around thirty pounds and everyone else'll feel it Hearing a chuckle in his head, Asuma put the chain around his right arm, feeding it into his sleeve and hiding it altogether. Looking over at Erzu and Aine, Asuma gave them a forced smile. "Sorry about that...it's all over and done with now...eheh."

Pulling her reiatsu back in An-ei returned to its unreleased state, hanging limply from her hand as Asuma returned to 'normal'. That...was disappointing. came a bored tone that echoed through her head. Ignoring the whining, she turned to Ezru, surprised by his out burst. She looked at him strangly, realizing it was yet another change. Placing her hand into her new corset, she withdrew a small pouch that she placed one of her fingers inside, pulling out a glob of light green salve. Standing on her toes she pushed Ezru's hand away from his eye, spreading the salve just above his eye, stemming the bleeding coming from his brow. "Better?" she asked, placing the pouch back inside her corset.

Feeling dejected, Aine plopped to the ground returning An-ei to his sheathe. Still on guard she sat rigid, concern written on her face, worried about Ezru's eye and cautious with Asuma so close. Her trust in him before diminishing after the emergence of Zetsumi. She pulled her knees to her chest, eyes focused in front of her. An-ei's voice, whispering to her, trying his best to seed even more distrust within her. Exercising his own special way of protecting Aine.