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on Tue Jul 14, 2015 2:55 am

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Cero Espada
Cero Espada
The wind picked up through the desolate sands of the West as a lone figure's booted feet crunched across the soulless land of Hueco Mundo. Crimson bangs framed a handsome face under the worn cloak protecting the Arrancar from the harsh weather. A castle loomed ahead, so similar to Las Noches but again so different.

Two guards sat outside the gate, halberds pointed at the newcomer as they sensed a monstrous reiatsu envelope them. "Halt! Who goes there?!" One of the vigilants cries across the sands, his voice echoing with fear and determination. Two quick flashes of a Zanpakuto followed, blood spattering the porcelain terrain as the guards were bisected. Snow white hair was sprinkled with the essence of life as the hood was lowered.

"Che" Graven spat with disgust. Dante's guards were weak, a measly 4-3 in terms of power. When compared to the wolf's combat experience and reiatsu, the two Arrancar were cannon fodder. Stepping forward, Graven advanced towards the castle where the leader of the Army of Blood awaited.

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on Tue Jul 14, 2015 3:03 am

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Dante sat on his throne with a small frown adorning his face. He hadn't had anyone to slaughter recently, or anyone to rape. With a sigh, he remembered that pretty blonde that had mated with the Ghost of the North. She had been divine.

A sudden surge of reiatsu pulsed, followed by the screams of the damned. For a moment, Dante considered the thought that his Ejercito de Sangre was fighting amongst itself, but no...the reiatsu was too high for it to be anyone in his army. A flashback hit him as his frown turned into a psychotic grin. It was HIM. Graven Fel, the Ghost of the North himself. Today just got interesting...

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