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#1 [Event] Stage Nine: Scaled Battle on Sat Oct 13, 2018 9:24 am

It was dark, loud, and increasingly scary as the time continued on. There were loud blasts that shook the building to its very core and terrifying shredding sounds of gargantas ripping open throughout the halls. She didn't know what to do. She wasn't strong, she had never been in a fight before, and she hadn't even had any recent training. She was only a teenage girl and her body was motionless with fear. As hollows began to pour out into the hallways, she would do the only thing she knew how to do. She would run away as fast and smart as she could only escaping when she got to the basement of the building.

Ochako believed herself to be safe there, but she shamed herself for being a coward. How could she run away? How could she not help the others? Surely, they knew what they were doing and had more experience than herself. If she were to try and help, she would only get in the way of everyone. She would find herself sinking to the floor as she rummaged through her thoughts. What was she going to do?



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#2 Re: [Event] Stage Nine: Scaled Battle on Mon Oct 15, 2018 6:33 pm

Masamune was still not sure how this had gone so quickly downhill, he hadn't expected he would need to fight today but regardless, that's what he was doing. Having already released his toukai, the former daimyo was proving to be quite a dangerous foe. The glowing blade of his zanpakuto slashing through the multitude of hollows in a series of well practiced strikes. Though any committee members who thought to get in the way would find some mercy, be it a strong shock to knock them out cold or a well aimed pommel strike. He wasn't killing the people he was supposed to protect, particularly when they were so clearly outmatched. There was no sport in this fight. In fact, he hadn't even removed his eyepatch at this stage, finding his sword skills and speed more than enough.

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