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-onds! Yep, already. Herieo was now amidst the newest horde, stabbing and hacking. Hacking and stabbing. Anyone watching could grasp the concept of what he was doing right now.. Killing random monsters mindlessly in a dynamically awesome attempt to recover his beloved Bludgeon. "RAH, I'M COMIN', YOU BIG SWORD YOU!" Herieo always knew how to encourage himself! The fact that he was shouting could pump him up beyond what the laws of physics allowed. That was, of course, hypothetically speaking because the laws of physics didn't state anything about how happy and excited a teenage Substitute Shinigami could get while combating alchemy-made monsters. No, it said something about.. Physics..? Whatever! Herieo's thoughts were too clouded to even comprehend how to draw the capital 'P' that physics started with. He was too busy.. grabbing the great sword. His constant attacking had payed off, as usual, resulting in him reaching the area where the remains of an exploded scorpion monster lay. His blade was stuck in the ground, as usual, but deeper then usual this time. It wasn't much of a problem for Herieo though! After a seconds worth of examining the area on the ground where the blade entered the tile, he was able to kick and crack the entirety of the flooring in that smallish area. He, after that, was easily allowed to remove his blade and continue hacking with the larger weapon.

[Dammit. My post are becoming gibberish. XD]

... Yep. He was right. He easily got over his little 'shocked' state by beginning to slash at the rest of the secondary frontal assault. There were several more, and he was only a third through the second!? How the heck were they ever gonna get this over with if the frontal assault had seven freakin' layers..? The answer was obvious, but the question was still large enough to be asked anyway. They would simply defeat.. THEM ALL! That was the solution, and at this point, it seemed to be the only one that was as fun as this one. "Rahh, fall down! Your just gonna be replaced seconds later, so just go down without a useless fight!" Herieo spoke in a slightly immature, and demanding term that made it seem as though he were stupid enough to take talking to these things seriously. They only answered by stabbing at him, and that resulted in a sliced off tail, or a smashed shell. To be truthful, Herieo had gotten so used to these things repetitive nature that he had no need to dodge. He could parry and stab before they fully completed there stabs, even in groups. It was a grown perk from wielding duel weapons; he could multitask pretty well! The fact he was ambidextrous helped a bit also . . .

His pose didn't stay so firm and stiff for very long, as the scorpions close din. Immediately, he found himself swerving downward into a crouched position to dodge a swift high-stab from a stinger. He replied to this one scorpions strike by delivering a straightforward jab to it's facial area. This slung it back a good five feet, crashing into several others as it twitched and then grew limp. The others merely scurried over its body to meet similar fates, his fist being deadly weapons when making contact with them. it was mainly the glow.. The oddly bright coloring that surrounded his limbs as they flew out to hit there targets. His blows were swift, but not weakened due to this. They were just as powerful as any other warriors.. Maybe a bit more 'enhanced' because of the fiery coating that shrouded them. The way his 'Heroic Effort' worked was quite a mysterious thing to decipher.. Herieo himself never payed attention to how it was conjure.d In fact, he didn't activate it by thought but by feeling. It was as if his personality alone determined if he was allowed to strike out and use it with supreme effectivity.

Still going strong, Herieo could be seen knocking through the waves quicker then before. Some of the flashy tricks were replaced with simple yet extremely effective moves. Herieo even began to use his Heroic Effort on his legs to fuel his kicks. This opened a new array of combos and strikes for him to attempt! "Hyuh!" Herieo's loud grunt signaled a devastating axe kick that managed to crack the exterior shell of a single scorpion.. The heel of his foot was stuck in it's back, but he suddenly hopped upwards, spinning 180 degrees to throw the creature off of his foot and into the wall a good seven feet to the right of him. He landed smoothly, and smiled. For some reason, he could more spiritual energy emitted from his body. This was his first time actually being able to notice his own energy. Before he was oblivious, but in this case.. He felt sorta enlightened. He could feel the warmth of his energy, and the ever-so-subtle increase it was beginning to reveal.

Herieo soon noticed the crowds were dying, and the waves came in burst.. Then would stop. He'd be left to fight small groups, separate and spread out, but small nonetheless. They were beginning to recede, though some managed to overcome there small traces of fear and charged mindlessly towards the boy. He merely crushed them with a fist strike, or some other melee attack. He showed signs of fatigue with each movement, but his attacks were nothing close to mimicking this portrayal. Spiritual energy still managed to radiate from his attacks, in heavy doses that made things seem that much more easier to handle. He no longer was bombarded by crowds as large as before and could fathom working slower and at a much more suitable pace. He wasn't in a rush after all. His object was to hold the horde till Hitsugaya returned to a more capable fighting position. "Wonder how he's doin'.. I haven't spoke to'em in a while. I've been really distracted.. All I've done is fight, fight, fight. I can't even tell how much time has passed!" Sighing lightly, Herieo would shrug off the question and continue his steady assaults.