Ulquiorra Cifer Wed 9 Dec - 1:25
The Fourth Espada's cold, ever-ruminating emerald gaze flickered just as quickly as his Sonído; with unearthly force and tumult the silent, calculating bat intertwined itself with the rubble from the devastation caused by Hollow Ichigo.
With a dubious, "...What..?", pallid hands slipped within the comforting, achromatic confines of his trouser pockets, the insidiously crepuscular Espada continued to watch and regard Haineko vs the Hollow. He felt the rupturing Spiritual power seeming to just simply palpitate right from the body of the Hollow, his advanced Pesquisa warning him that this was no ordinary foe. With no aid given to any side, Ulquiorra merely watched, and waited. Biding his time, and evaluating the strength of this horrifically mutated version of Ichigo Kurosaki, whose counterpart was obvious in its bleached glory.
He knew this shape; Zangetsu even; he recognised the attack, the Bankai, everything about it. But this was on a much larger scale than he could fathom after so easily crippling Kurosaki prior to this one-man attack on Hueco Mundo itself. Unblinking, callous optics never sliding shut gazed emotionlessly outwards toward the cataclysm of the battle, his movements akin to that of statues. His Hakama tails still fluttering from the aftermath of the Getsuga Tensho, Ulquiorra Cifer mouthed a silent all-seeing prayer to the God of Hueco Mundo not to be angered at the thunderous damage done to the hallway of Las Noches. Bracing himself for further action, he focused his Spiritual Pressure until it was refined, steady, and able to extinguish all forms of life in his pathway.
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(but white not black)it then grabs ur sword and pulls it out of its arm slowly, then while pulling it out theres no blood on the blade and the hollows body quickly recovers, then it looks twords u but isent looking at u, u fell it looking into u then after a few seconds it throws u bhind it*