Penoso vs. Whoever (open)

The moon was high in the sky reflecting the light from the sun onto the earth. A strong breeze was blowing throughout Karakura town as Penoso stood atop a large skyscraper in the middle of town. He stood just on the edge as if he were about to fall off into oblivion as his usual outfit blew in the ever increasing wind current. Tonight was a night for extinguishing hollows. It was a Quincy's solem duty to wipe the world clean of the filthy pests, but unlike the shinigami they did not wish to save the soul they simply eliminated them. It was a far more effective way of killing hollows and Penoso rather enjoyed it. All of the sudden he could sense a Menos's spiritual pressure coming his way.

Penoso waited untill the Menos was directly below him to kill it. He dove downwards doing a swan dive in mid air and landing on the hollow's head. As soon as he landed he jumped backwards doing a back flip and materializing his bow. When he did this the Menos instantly turned around becoming face to face with Penoso. He fired three shots directly at the hollow's head. One hit the hollow in each eye and one right between the eyes. The hollow stumbled backwards grasping his hurting forehead. As Penoso landed softly on the ground the hollow regained his balance and he began to charge at Penoso. The Quincy immediately fired two arrows, one at each leg as he ran towards the Menos. They hit the Meno right were a human's foot would reach their leg and for a second they became numb causing the charging hollow to fall face first onto the ground. He hit the ground with an enormous thump making a small crater in the pavement. Penoso had just barely ran between his legs before he had fallen and he now used that momentum to jump backwards over the hollow. and into the giant hollow hole in the Menos's chest. Penoso then hastily fired as many arrows as he could while spinning in a circle ripping the hollow apart from the inside out. The hollow quickly rose in sheering pain and proceeded to fire a cero at Penoso. He quickly rose his bow and used the shield on it he blocked the cero long enough to use Hirenkyaku to teleport away. Penoso appeared right beside the hollow's head suspended in mid-air with a Seele Schneider in hand. He put the Seele Schneider in his bow as if it were an arrow he fired it into the neck of the hollow disinergrating it immediately.

Penoso dematerialized his bow and gently floated to the ground land softly on his two feet. As soon as he reached the ground it began to rain soaking Penoso while rinising some of the splatters of blood from him and his cloths. He then proceeded to stand there in the middle of the street in front of a small crater in the pouring rain waiting for another spiritual pressure to appear.

Raucous, pure raucous was what it was. Young Kazu was jovially strolling along a capricious sidewalk heading anywhere intuition would take him, and it just so happens that he would arrive on the scene wearing his black blazer coat, with the elongated collar, along with a plain green t-shirt underneath. To his surprise it was a fight, quincy versus hollow, leaving the quincy the victor. As the rain began to pour Kazumi almost decided not to stay and play with the quincy, but something peaked his interest, it was a quincy with spiritual pressure above the typical seen throughout the human world, he would be an interesting specimen to test.

The 5'9 Kazumi approaches the quincy to engage in a brief monologue. "Interesting specimen you are, I could feel your spiritual pressure from miles away," says the young 11th division captain, "how would you like to play for a bit?" Using his right arm, in conjunction with his right hand he grabs the hilt of his zanpakuto, firmly mounted on the back of his black blazer, and with a slight grin.

Penoso saw the man coming and began to wonder why anyone would even come close to a man standing beside a small crater in the in the middle of the pouring rain. But when the man drew closer he quickly realized that this must be one of those shinigami and judging by his spiritual pressure and the way he held himself he must be a high ranking member of their Gotei Thirteen. Penoso did not have a predetermined idea on the shinigami but from the teaching of his parents it seemed that they are an unwilling to bend uneducated group of barbarians but now Penoso would be able to make his own opinion of these shinigami.

When the shinigami began to speak Penoso was surprized that he wanted to fight immediately. This shinigami was indeed strange he held his katana in a highly irrational position for battle but yet he seemed eager to begin. Also, he referred to Penoso as a specimen indicating that this man wanted to study him for some purpose. Penoso decided that he would fight this man after he finished speaking.

"Very well I will "play" if that is what you wish," said Penoso as he kept his head close to the ground.

When he was finished Penoso held out his left arm and materialized his bow in his left hand. Using Hirenkyaku he teleported about ten feet away from the man with his bow aimed at him waiting for him to make the first move.

OOC: Not my best post but eh... I was a little distracted.

Not knowing to well of the Quincy race, except that they paraded around with bows, and shot arrows, Kazumi would proceed with his attacks carefully. Having already felt the Quincy's vibrant display of spiritual pressure it would be foolish to underestimate him in the slightest. He watches as the Quincy teleports, it wasn't shunpo or sonido, what the hell was it? It was interesting to see a human move at such speeds, which are probably faster than the shinigami's shunpo, and the arrancar's sonido. It matters not, what it comes down to be is raw power and battle prowess.

The bow forms in the Quincy’s left hand, and immediately Kazumi flourishes his blade expecting an onslaught of arrows to go whizzing by in his direction any second. No such truth as the Quincy only aimed his bow at him, without the shooting of any powdery, blue arrows. He obviously wanted Kazumi to make the first move. From the look of it the Quincy's are a long range type of fighter having the bow, and a so-called unrivaled speed technique.

Disappearing in a shunpo Kazumi would appear behind the Quincy his blade bearing downward centimeters from the flesh of the Quincy's shoulder, and briskly inching closer. Kazumi wanted to make it as hard for the Quincy to escape his blade as possible.

Penoso waited patiently for the man to attack. When he disappeared Penoso assumed he had used the shinigami's technique known as shunpo. See even though he had never meant a shinigami face-to-face he had studied them extensively along with the Arrancar. His parents had shared his love of knowledge and they had taught him all about the other dominate spiritual pressure races around.

When the shinigami reappeared behind him Penoso was ready. Appearing behind someone was typical strategy which only worked for those who were strategy impaired as Penoso called them. So when this happened penoso droped close to the ground holding himself up with his right hand. While at the same time he blocked the blade with the shield on his bow. He then rolled away from the shinigami and used Hirenkyaku to teleport upwards and to the right of the man suspended in mid-air. Penoso then took out a Seele Schneider from somewhere hidden in the back of his belt. As he turned it he used it instead of an arrow in his bow. He fired the Seele Schneider at the man. As soon asit had left his bow he materialized four arrows one at where each limb connected to the man's torso.

"My name is Penoso Kokoroe Leader of the Quincy race, yours is?" asked Penoso as he fired the last arrow.

Nice move... Kazumi thought as the Quincy drops to the ground, and then disappears, soon appearing above him firing some kind of Quincy contraption along with four of the powdery, blue Quincy arrows, all too common of the Quincy warrior. Swiftly, though, Kazumi turns toward the direction of the Seele Schneider flourishing his blade, he disappears in a shunpo, avoiding it, along with the Quincy arrows. “Interesting techniques you got there,” Kazumi spoke after the man shot his arrows and stated his rank. It turns out that the man before Kazumi was no ordinary Quincy; in fact this specimen was the leader of the Quincy race, and knowing this now Kazumi decides that this fight might turn out to be more fun than first thought.

With a slight grin Kazumi finds his way to a portion of the ground not sunken into a crater, appearing in a shunpo. “Melt the heavens, and burn the skies.” Kazumi whispers briefly as an aura of metallic grey begins to outline his body in its entirety. The reaitsu didn’t just look metallic it felt, and tasted the same way.

In a blur Kazumi disappears, briskly appearing a few inches in front of the Quincy leader, Penoso. Using his left hand Kazumi reaches out for Penoso’s shirt in an attempt to grab him firmly, and toss him into the depths of the crater created earlier in the fight with the hollow. Kazumi himself not being that big in general has great strength despite his size, strength that is said to rival, or even surpass that of the previous Kenpachi. He thought it funny how most of his opponents thought of him as weak, but he never fails to prove them wrong.

Penoso watched and studied every move that this man made. Even though he seemed to be small in size he liked to use his katana. The part that Penoso found truly exhilarating was when he released what they must call their shikai. It could not be his bankai because to Penoso's knowledge a shinigami must first release their shikai before bankai. From the incantation Penoso figured it must have something to do with fire and from the metallic aura it must be alined with metal. So metal and fire both of which did not particularly like water maybe he should lead this shinigami towards a river or lake of some sort. And judging by the map he studied of Karakura town the only river which ran directly through the left side of town was Karasu River.

When the shinigami used shunpo again except this time to teleport in front of Penoso and attack. Last time he had attacked from the behind so Penoso had determined that this man would follow suit and attack from either the behind or from either side. Maybe this man was not as predictable as Penoso first assumed. Penoso was grabbed by the shinigami and thrown to the crater but instead of hitting the ground Penoso used the momentum given to him by the throw to use Hirenkyaku and vanish. He reappeared further away from the shinigami about twenty feet this time in the direction of the Karasu River and the left side of Karakura town. Once there he fired twenty-five arrows at the shinigami's sword arm hoping to numb it long enough to cause the man to drop his katana. While the shinigami would be concerned with this Penoso took out a silver tube trying not to attract attention and giving the man a few seconds to not see what he was he he then broke the tube and began to speak.

"Feel the wrath of battle and accept this sacred chalice - Sacred Bite!" said Penoso as a transparent, rectangular beam of energy from the silver tube is fired not towards the man but right in front of Penoso hoping to catch him after he sunpo'd towards him.

Swaying against the subtle, capricious winds of the evening did so Kazumi’s black button down blazer. It was no ordinary blazer; it came complete with a custom extra elongated collar that Kazumi loves to hide his face behind, along with an array of about twenty black bottoms. The blazer was specifically ideal in these conditions of battle, and could endure through even the most robust captain-level reaitsu’s, the many nicks of random blades, and through the strident conditions of weather. If something were ever to happen to this single piece of Kazumi’s wardrobe let’s just say, they better run for their lives. Along with this blazer Kazumi wears with his standard attire a shirt of any color underneath it, which includes all the colors but pink, and purple. This day he had on the color green, not quite his favorite, but it sufficed for the occasion. Though not treasured as much as his blazer these shirts were still significant to him. For pants Kazumi wears his all black Levi jeans, with some large, black, high-top Polo boots, and that completed his attire for the fight against the Quincy leader, Penoso.

Watching as Penoso expeditiously, recovers in mid-air from the toss, and disappears not a moment later, Kazumi kept his eyes keen for any signs of his whereabouts. Scanning the area briefly Kazumi identified where the Quincy appeared. He was in the direction of the Karasu River some feet in distance away. And once there, without hesitation the Quincy let loose a myriad of the powdery, blue Quincy arrows aimed directly at Kazumi’s sword hand. Before the powder blue arrows could reach within ten feet of Kazumi, he arches his blade in a downward motion, releasing several specks of an oozing substance, whose consistency was similar to water. The many specs begin to, seemingly of their own will, expand into solid, reflective panes. Each pane was approximately set to where each of the twenty five arrows would collide exactly with them a burst into nothing. The panes also were there for an additional reason, they provided Kazumi with a sufficient amount of cover to counter with a sneak attack. That is when Kazumi could hear the faint murmur of some kind of incantation; evidently Quincy had their own form of spell casting like the shinigami. Following the incantation appeared something beyond Kazumi’s current range of sight; it was a large stone-looking structure that could have possibly ripped Kazumi’s body into pieces had he shunpo’d again to try and physically beat down the Quincy specimen.

In each pane, once created to shield Kazumi from Penoso’s Quincy arrows, arises a bullet shaped tip. The once hard panes were now flexible at certain points to allow these tips to come through. Progressing further the tips would gather enough of the metal from the panes to form into the shape of a bullet. These bullets, about thirty in number, capriciously whizz about the air, flying, ever so close to each other. And without warning the bullet shaped pieces of metal fly at Penoso, aiming for such places as his, right arm, right leg, abdomen, torso, and right shoulder. Behind the panes of metal Kazumi has a grin, an ominous grin filled with his enjoyment of battle.

Penoso watched as the metal shields protected the shinigami from the onslaught of arrows. However, he never expected out of the shields would spawn bullets. It almost looked as if the metal was some sort of portal to another world and the bullets were firing out of that world and into ours. Penoso quickly decided how he would rid himself of the oncoming bullets. As he raised his bow into the air he pulled back the string and fired an arrow. Penoso then continued to fire fifty-nine more arrows totaling sixty arrows. Two arrows converged on each of the bullets eliminating the threat. When the man began to grin Penoso hastily deducted that he must enjoy battle therefor he must be eager to start battle but not to finish it so he will not be using his full strength.

Penoso then had an idea. He then used Hirenkyaku to vanish and reappear atop a building near the river. The building was eight stories tall with tinted glass windows running down the building. It was dull grey as well making the windows stand out in the bleak structure. A tall spot light hovered over the building lighting the rooftop through the constant rain. When he appeared on the building he appeared in a corner of the building the top right corner to be precise. Penoso than dematerialized his bow and he pulled out a Seele Schneider and jabbed it into the ground as he kneeled. After he had done this he rose with his head still lowered. The rain slowly dripped from his hair onto the floor beneath him as he looked up to the shinigami. Penoso was thinking of how he was going to complete his plan because he normally only worked with two people but he would have to try it anyway. That way he could end this fight as soon as possible. He needed his opponent to come closer so he would have to taunt him.

"Why don't you come over here and fight me face-to-face," taunted Penoso as he slid another Seele Schneider from somewher in his sleeve to his hand.

(( Finally had my bow approved, and both of you said it was okay to join in =) ))

Valintine appeared on the scene but away from the fight so as not to draw attention to himself. His bow was not manifested and the cross was hidden from sight by the sleeve of his trademark trench coat. It was rare to see Valintine without this coat, for it was his favorite and he literally had about twenty of the same coat, by the same designer. This coat seemed to be different as all of his did in some way. This one was knitted rather than being made of leather, but held the same design as a trench coat. It was tightly knitted, V-cut tail that touched the ground, and sleeves that went over his fingertips by one inch. Despite the material and how it was made the coat itself is rather durable, why it is Valintine has never spoken of, but it is clear that he knows.

Along with his coat he wears a crimson tee shirt, black jeans, and black and white sneakers. He never was one for "official battle wear" as he would call it, nor was he one for formal clothing. He enjoyed the feel of casual clothing. It made him feel more relaxed. His icy blue eyes smiled as he watched the Quincy fight the Shinigami. It was clear the Shinigami enjoyed the fight as he could have easily followed up on quite a few of the attacks previously made but he chose not to. Valintine's fingers played with his Quincy Cross inside his sleeve while he watched the Quincy known as Penoso make his escape. Valintine had faith in the Quincy that he knew what he was doing, but of course he would get into the fray eventually. Maybe sooner rather than later, who knows.

The Quincy called Valintine arched an eyebrow as he saw Penoso taunt Kazumi. "What are you planning..." He wondered softly to himself. He truly was curious about what he was doing, but he did not dare to physically go to him and ask. Rather he jumped a few building tops closer to the fight to better see things. He still could not see that Penoso had drawn out a Seele Scheider, but even so he did not interfere with his leader's fight. He stood about two buildings away from Penoso and about three from Kazumi. His icy blue eyes went cold. Dead to the world and all he saw. Inside though he was smiling quite broadly.

By this point in the fight the rain had come to a halt and the sun began to peek at the earth from behind the clouds, illuminating the crisp caramel skin of Kaguya, Kazumi’s forehead from behind the reflective panes of rich metal. As the bullets began to whizz about the air at the Quincy, the Quincy leader Penoso raised his bow and began to fire another myriad of powdery blue arrows, Kazumi guessed about 55 or so, in order to stop the approach of the pure metal bullets, which when hit by the arrows splatter back into the oozing substance as they hit the hard concrete below. Kazumi would have preferred the man to instead of using the highly repetitive Quincy arrows to try something new. All that old stuff was becoming boring in Kazumi’s opinion as he spoke, ‘It must be typical of Quincy’s to use arrows for everything?’ Kazumi retorts after watching the man vanish … once again.

The light golden oozing substance now lying stationary against the unyielding concrete ascends towards Kazumi’s direction. The panes of metal used in the shielding of him against the Quincy arrows begins to melt into more of the liquid-like substance, and is suddenly absorbed by the hilt of Meruto Kinzoku. By that point Kazumi could detect another spiritual pressure similar to that of the Quincy’s he was fighting, who was this man and what was he doing here? These answers would soon come to light but for the moment Kazumi would concentrate more on his friend Penoso.

‘Why don’t I come there and fight you face-to-face!?!’ said Kazumi smiling as he rests his zanpakuto against his right shoulder. As far as I have seen, Quincy are long-ranged fighters. Why would he want me to come fight him ‘face-to-face’ especially with him knowing of me being the current Kenpachi in Soul Society? An obvious trap.

‘I’ll fight you ‘face-to-face’ all ‘right,’ appearing before the building Kazumi flourishes his zanpakuto before throwing his whole body into a downward slash nearly cleaving the entire building in half. ‘How’s this for ‘face-to-face’,’ cackles Kazumi as the building begins to fall in a cloud of dust, and debris.

"GRAY REY CERO!"

He shot a normal bala from his fist at the shinigami from a distance that flew past Kazumi's cheek, not even grazing him. Alejandro wanted to grasp the attention of the said shinigami, who appeared to be a captain. The arrancar was an espada on the other hand. How fitting, he thought, with his arms crossed and folded upon his chest.

It was curious how, in a shroud of dust and debris, a bala could be aimed so close to Kazumi’s cheek from a distance undetermined. Another person spawned upon Kazumi’s radar, it would seem as though the other two beings had disappeared as the building collapsed, perhaps afraid of the dire consequences if they stayed. But this new entity was far beyond that of those pesky, ordinary quincy, this new being had a vast amount of spiritual pressure that may have rivaled, I dare say surpassed that of Kaguya Kazumi. Not only this, the fact that the man could get a bala close enough to singe the hair follicles of Kazumi’s face, had he been about three years older, said an excessive amount about the man. For one he was no ordinary arrancar, no certainly not, he was in the top three for sure, but which one was he, probably the primera.

Dully noting the attempt to gain his attention Kazumi slowly turned his head to a veil of dust that would stifle his sight for that moment, but really this dust was exactly up Kazumi’s alley. He leaps into the air onto another building waiting until the smoke cleared, ‘Who is there?’ the fragilely deep voiced man spoke, making sure to keep his voice low enough to hide his location.

Alejandro was hiding within the dust, using a sonido. He actually pushed himself to use it for long distance, circling the building before running up the building. He made a subtle stop, appearing beside Kazumi with his arms crossed.

"Nice view, huh..?"

‘Yes, I must agree the view from up here is~ one-of-a-kind,’ not even shifting as the man abruptly appeared beside him Kazumi’s view was still however fixed upon the now clearing shroud of dust, and debris. Kazumi expected nothing less of the man to reach him at such speeds, it was nothing foreign for a high-level person to do, but this was to close within the man Kazumi’s comfort zone so stepping forward slightly the man would disappear, almost teleporting he appears in a shunpo about 4 meters in the espada’s right direction. Knowing all too well of how the espada enjoy to hurl their incandescent balls off spiritual energy out everywhere and at point blank range, the move would prevent such a move, that along with the fact that Kazumi wanted to speak with the man before the imminent engaging in combat. ‘It seems as though the quincy took a hike eh, those bastards? Now whose left to fight me huh?’ the rhetorical question did much less than reveal the face that the man Kazumi had an endless lust for battle. ‘now you, espada man, you’re the only person around so guess what? Whether you like it or not, were going to fight, even if you are the primera and are so called omnipotent, even if I die I only live for the excitement of battle.’

Being the 11th division captain that he is Kazumi was going to make the first move, no matter what it seemed. It was apparent that the espada wanted Kazumi to go first either way it went. Still clutching the hilt off his zanpakuto, subtly Kazumi points the tip of it at the espada man, ‘Now introduce yourself, bitch, for I must know the names of the people I fight,’ from the midpoint of the length of Meruto Kinzoku the blade splits into four sections, the four sections begin to spin like a helicopter rotor, and about the same velocity as one. From the center of the point at which the blade splits a substance flies forward at nearly 60 miles per hour. Not only did the substance burst outward in a ‘V’ shape the tip of the v-shape being the origin the substance would wrap around from both the left and right, not to mention the bit that would enclose from above and below in sort of a sideways v-shape.

Alejandro merely leaped off the building, about nine meters above it using reiatsu as a boost for jumping strength, the substance missing its target. He looked down before looking at the shinigami.

"...Is that it? Look pal, I'm only gonna put so much effort if you're not gonna. It's either you stop playing games and show me your bankai right now, or I'll drop you here.."

'Bankai?' Kazumi questions with a monotonous burst of laughter..,'You are undeserving of such an honor, good sir'... he says shrugging off a subtle grin.

The liquid substance now lingering over the primera's previous position separates into several marble-sized balls, about two hundred or so. But some of the remaining substance hovers in the same position unwavering. Formerly fifty of those two hundred balls whiz up at the espada before seventy unleash their furry upon his position, flying at him. The man Kazumi simply watched and wondered whether the primera could really be this boring of an opponent.

"Or maybe..you haven't learned it. Bankai isn't an honor for me to witness, but a ticket that could save your life.."

Alejandro vanished from sight using a sonido, the balls missing their target. Once the balls seem to accumulate in one spot, which was the last place the arrancar was, he launched a wide cero that enveloped the marble sized balls to blow them away. This cero had swallowed the said balls and was flying toward Kazumi. Of course, this wide cero had cut off Kazumi's view from Alejandro as when the cero had finished firing from the said arrancar's finger tip, he wasn't there.

Alejandro condensed reiatsu around his blade, slashing rapidly from above as he launched a barrage of bala with non-stop slashes from his blade. The bala had covered about eightmeters in diameter around the shinigami to cut off room for escape. The rain of reiatsu crashed down upon the ground..what was left was the Kenpachi of Soul Society.

'Ah I see, cocky one we have here, yes?'

Although the cero would envelope much of the said marble-sized balls a lot of them escaped unscathed and would live to fight their fight against the primera again within the coming moments, and Alejandro had seemed to have missed the glob of the stuff that was below the marbles, as it, in a quick slimy manner exited the cero's range, soon installing itself back within the safe bounds of Kazumi's hilt. As the stuff would indeed return to its place of origin the gyration of the rotors of Meruto Kinzoku would continue. Infusing a small margin of his reiatsu into these rotors, and solidifying reishi within the depths of his skin, Kazumi is able to slice almost a clean gap between the cero beam with the rotors, while simultaneously fending off any residual particles from the beam with the reishi underneath his skin, ultimately defeating and overpowering the cero.

At that moment his opponent had escaped using the shroud of the beam as cover for his next attack. Kazumi could feel the man’s reiatsu condensing, and knew his exact location, above. He had very little time as the bala were on their way and thusly the golden substance would exit the hilt of his zanpakuto once more. It solidifies into a solid pane of metal, easily able to withstand the force of the bala, only attaining a few shallow dents at best, above Kazumi’s head. It spanned a mere one meter in diameter, and would rise as the man continued to fire. While he was preoccupied the metal pane would wrap around the man trapping him in a box with little space to move, and having been firing the bala he would not have enough time to move before he was captured. Simultaneous to the pane rising Kazumi would follow suit as the man was engulfed his bala would no longer be a problem. As Kazumi reached the encased man, he would slash diagonally through his own metal in an attempt to slice the arrancar in half.

Alejandro made a light "Hmm?" as he stopped firing his bala once the box had encased him. He ceased his actions, and while he was in that metal box, he contemplated on what he should eat tonight.

"Salisbury steak sounds good..or whatever it's called."

Then, then blade of the shinigami had cut through the top part of the box that was aiming to slice the arrancar in half. However, as he noticed the blade, he stopped it with his hierro, making a loud "CLANK!" noise as this occured. By hierro, he caught it within the tight grasp of his hand, using his tremendous amount of spiritual pressure to rip the remainder of the box open after Kazumi was kind enough to cut it even partially so he wouldn't have to put much effort into doing the said action. He gave Kazumi a pout.

"That was very sneaky of you, shinigami..but since you wanna pull off a nice trick like that, wait until you get a load of this."

Alejandro's zanpaktou, which was in the other hand while holding Kazumi's zanpaktou in the occupied one, was glowing intensely white with tremendous spiritual pressure that leaked from it, like a blazing wild fire almost. A bird could almost be seen flying from it before fading seconds later. He pointed the tip of his zanpaktou at the shinigami.

"Cero Renacimiento"

Suddenly, an extremely wide ranged cero was fired from close range, travelling at speeds surpassing a bala! The cero was discharged in such a way that its radius was exceeding twenty, making it impossible to escape such a range. Especially since this cero was fired from a close point, the speed it travels, and its vast size that make it a valuable attack for close encounters and to even counter other related or spirit attacks. Its power even exceeding Gran Rey Cero, a type of cero capable of destroying Las Noches, especially if the attack came from one of the strongest arrancar, the Primera Espada. Alejandro watched emotionlessly to see the outcome..

'Ah you sneaky little.. I should have cut right through ya right, well no apparently,' Kazumi responds after feeling his blade 'CLING' against the primera's hierro. He tugs his blade backward in an attempt to pull it out, not having much luck he watched Alejandro's actions further, as he states that he has some kind of special attack in order. Kazumi would not though just stand there like an idiot as the man's vast spiritual pressure began to build to enormous levels, and his blade began to glow white, no only a compete barbarian idiot would do such a thing, which Kazumi was not. So using his zanpakuto's blade as a medium, Kazumi tosses his well-build yet kid-friendly body over and around Alejandro's head, using the momentum generated from his muscles, along with his body weight in conjunction with a bit of added reiatsu to loosen his blade from the man's grip, as he speaks the words 'Cero Renacimiento.'

Good thing it was too, that Kazumi made the rambunctious moves he did before the omnipotent cero, seemingly the strength of a Gran Rey, with the speed of a bala, incinerated his entire being. Not only did Kazumi perform these acrobatic moves before his sword was consumed, while directly above the espada's head the hilt of his zanpakuto spills out the hot substance down at Alejandro, while he was maintaining the power of his cero, making it impossible for him to Sonido, or probably perform any other swift dodging or blocking moves. Kazumi lands squarely on his feet using reishi manipulation once again to levitate. 'Damn that was close..'

(Well, we've discussed this in the cbox..)

The cero had caught the lower half of the shinigami as he tried some acrobatic maneuvers to avoid the vastly cero, but it wasn't good enough. The lower half of the shinigami was badly burned, but not obliterated by the powerful cero blast. Alejandro lets go of the blade, his hand was burning, but he got used to it due to his innate ability. His body allowed physical harm to come for an instant before adapting tot hose conditions, making it harder each time to harm him sufficiently. The blast stopped, he looks at Kazumi as he chuckled lightly. He could smell the roasting flesh, the tearing of the tendons and legiments of the legs..his whole bottom half was literally crippled and barbequed.

"So..I guess you're not ready to show me your so-called "bankai"? It's probably trash anyway..it's not like it's gonna matter now anyway.."

'Heh, just because you got one hit off, don't get cocky!'

As Alejandro lets go of the blade, from the hilt, while it was still pointed at him, splashes out the hot substance. The substance was indeed hot enough to burn through his hierro once it made contact, and being in this close quarters Alejandro would not have enough time to sonido his way out of the substances range without suffering contact.

The bottom half of Kazumi's body was indeed burned, but the reishi in his skin reduced the damage that he could have taken.

'Make your move, espada.'

Alejandro merely lifted his hand up and tapped the empty space infront of him. Suddenly, the dimension became disturbed, a garganta opening before him as the hot substance went into the dimension of whirling, torrential energy. He closed it with a good yawn as he backed away, holding his blade infront of him in a relaxed stance.

"Your last chance to release bankai..or this will be the end of you."

Kazumi watches as a marble-sized bit of his metal is send into the void of a garganta. It was not a big lose, although it was getting annoying how his metal was constantly being depleted through various different means. The cero, the garganta, what next digestion? Well fortunately there was more to come as Kazumi conjures up his last bit of energy, 'As you wish primera.. Bankai.' In a flash of metallic reiatsu instantly Kazumi's back is mounted with a large metal structure, which holds two shuriken on either side of his body. His shikai blade remained in his right, and instantly several sand-sized granules of metal appear about the immediate air.

Donned upon Kazumi's face was a mask, and covering his body was a second division special ops robe. Having not the ability to move his legs, his blade begins to spin to propel him upward, then back a few feet in a fairly timely manner. As more sand sized granules begin to encompass the espada Kazumi would remain several meters away. If you were to compare the amount assembled around Alejandro it would be about that of a beach ball at this point. 'Explosión,' Kazumi whispers and the sand-sized granules explode all around the arrancar, sending fire and shrapnel in all directions. The granules which exploded were entirely composed of lead, and the blast would easily send the tiny pieces through the espada's hierro, not to mention that the explosion would cover 15ft in diameter.