Las Noches: Espada Towers

[Elk]

As the blade on the back connected with his neck to pull and decapitate it, the look of shock could be seen in her eyes. Was she caught by surprise? Of course! What was she going to do? She had counted on ripping his head clean from his neck, yet it was not possible due to the strength of his hierro. Though the one in front of the Primera clone had a smirk hidden underneath her mask, the fact that she could catch him off guard meant the Gemelos Sonído had given her the upper hand; all thanks to the cero that made its initial landing on his chest.
The cero that left a scorch mark on his chest, and the greatest mistake he made in that moment was reaching for the wrong blade. As he reached to grab it, it would shimmer away, leaving him only to grasp the air around him. As the tip of her zanpakutō connected with his skin and hierro, his arrogance had allowed him to fall into a false sense of security to think that his hierro was going to stop her. She had been around long enough to know how to handle those with a strong defense, such as the Primera’s. For her, it was the single point of her zanpakutō that carried the force and precision necessary to pierce through the pinnacle of his hierro. For that split second, she had pressed against it, but in the other half of the second, the tip of her zanpakutō broke through, piercing into his right side. In combination with her force, weight and speed, she had also brought him down on his back and into the sand. Had it not been for the sand itself, the rest would see a sight of his right lung skewered at the end, blood rushing down the end of her blade, as she had broken through his hierro, flesh bones and organs to deliver a mortal blow.

“ Qué arrogancia.”

She pulled back just a bit before twisting inside, widening the hole in his body. Then the faint pink glow could be seen from his chest before it was released directly inside of the clone’s body, aiming for the left side to eviscerate his heart and what was left of his organs. Even if he were to push her off, the clone was a walking dead man. This gave her breathing room to think of what was going on with the others. She was surprised that the Segunda’s presence wasn’t felt—not in the reiatsu sense, but in the fact that he seemed like the type of man to release powerful attacks that would affect the whole area. She was expecting to dodge a few of his attacks, even going far enough to consider it both a hindrance and a blessing to use against the clones. That being said, she was glad that he wasn’t going to affect the area with his gravitational abilities. She had made this assumption based on his reiatsu pulling in all that was around him. Luckily, she was far enough away at the time to avoid it.

What of the Tres Espada? What was she doing? Or the other clone of the primera was she going to have to fight it as well? Or was it only meant to be one clone at a time? Questions, questions, questions all will be answered in time for now she had to be on her guard for what might come.

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[dem0nzlust]

Feeling the impact of her fist landing on the target caused the built-up energy to explode violently mainly catching the perimeter of the cero explosion, but the clone managed to get the full force of it. Ximena came skidding across the sand after putting some distance between them and the explosion force pushing her back some. A little after she had taken her next big breath she managed to fire off ten bala before she sensed a looming ominous presence behind her which she expected as a possibility the minute Grimaldi got taken out with his careless actions, but on who they would target remained a 50/50 chance. The second she caught the garganta opening up with the outreached hand her mind subconsciously concentrated the bulk of her reiryoku to her back to reinforce her hierro, and used her arms to shield her face while performing sonido to get out the devastating explosion. However, just before the cero went off Ximena made one hell mary breathing onto her coat the clone attempted to make contact with.

"Fucking hell that hurt like a bitch!"

As the cero obscura detonated Ximena came crashing from out of it skidding across the ground having taken some serious damage. After the ringing in her ears started to clear a voice that wasn't her own heard crying out in complete pain and agony cursing their Master.

"Ow ow, what the hell bitch with all due respect Master but why the fuck are you bringing me to life just to nearly kill me?!"

Standing there more pissed than ever steam and smoke rolled off her body with the majority of her coat destroyed but parts of it looked to have puffed out forming a shell around her that helped mitigate the damage she endured point blank. On the front of her coat with burns and tears appeared a face scowling being the root of all the ruckus crying out in agony with a chunk of its body destroyed. She made the wise choice to not underestimate the power of the attack doubling up on her defense as much as possible, and breathed life into her coat causing it to harden expanding around her to help absorb some of the damage. However, the one downside of this is she was stuck wearing this artificial life which had a rather obnoxious personality that irritated her as it cried out in pain. Coughing up a bit of bile smoke blew out her mouth with a raspy sounding voice from her attempting to 'eat' some of the cero explosion but only managed to cause harm to her mouth and tongue in the process.

"Can you cry a little quieter I need to focus dammit."

"Yes, Mistress bitch sorry!"

Ximena simply grunted at what it just called her but had other bigger things to focus on gripping her Zanpakuto into her left hand firmly lightly twirling the tonfa. Seeing how things seemed to ramp up she shook off the pain and then on both fists channeled her spiritual energy encasing the right fist in bala energy and the left in cero. Deciding to take up a unique stance for this situation a wicked smile came on her face now jumping lightly on her feet and assuming a more boxing posture. She still didn't know what the other clone would be up to and seeing how durable they appeared to be she prepared herself for what was to come.​

 

[Itami]

" OW OW OW! Huh?! Where the fuck am I? I remember charging up that Cero and then a flash of light and ... Did that pole using fishbait of an arrancar get me?! I'll make him pay for that! "

Grimaldi would tap the air in front of him, a tearing void ripping open to reveal the battlefield he was removed from. His instant regeneration would finish filling the last crack in his flesh as his smug face could be seen emerging from the Garganta's shadowy interior.

" B a s t a r d o "

Grimaldi sounded a touch different than the last time they heard his whimsical whimpers, The howling roar that comes from re-shakes the sands and compresses them lower. A flash of neon green light, the crack of a sonido, the wave of pressure now at the same location as the Clone who was meant for him. Grimaldi's Zanapkuto was now drawn, the whistle of chain connecting the two scythe-like weapons; The weapon consists of two curved, scythe-like blades connected by a long, flexible chain wrapped in cord, making them versatile and dynamic in combat. The larger blade has a sleek, elongated curve with a dark metallic finish, tapering to a sharp, deadly point. The handle is sturdy and simple, providing a firm grip, and it's connected to the smaller blade by the cord. The smaller blade, while less prominent, is equally sharp and curved, mirroring the design of the larger blade but with a more compact form.

The cord that connects the two blades allows for fluid movements, enabling the wielder to swing the blades with speed and precision, potentially attacking from multiple angles or manipulating the weapon in complex, unpredictable patterns. This design suggests that the weapon is not only meant for close-range combat but can also be used to control space around the wielder, keeping enemies at bay or ensnaring them in a deadly trap.


The pressure bearing down upon any nearby would be colossal, the gravity ripping the Clone Grimaldi faced off its feet plummeting towards Grimaldi's surprise attack would be met by the flicking of Grimalid's left wrist, which sent the smaller side of his Zanpakuto at the torso it seemed of Kuvello; While Grimaldi reared back with the larger side. The chain now getting tossed around in a large looping motion. Every hair on Grimalid's neck was raised, he had some payback to dish out.

Gargantua > Returning to the fight
Posting Order: Kuvello → Emillia → Ximena → Grimaldi

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[Kuvello]

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Suddenly behind the Clone who had send Grimaldi away, a shadow would appear as it was cast down, engulfing the form of the clone as Grimaldi's return was announced by his vulgar howl as the sands began to shift around them. It was clear what was at work here, the gravitational pull of Grimaldi's intoxicating reiatsu was pulling him in. Just as the effects of his Reiatsu began to envelop his being, the clone would perform a Sonido as he found himself manifesting near an area just outside the radius of the gravitational effects of Grimaldi's reiatsu, however his immense presence continued to bear down upon the Clone as he watched Grimaldi's Zanpakuto motion to return to him after the clone was able to successfully dodge the initial sickle of his attack.

"It's good to see you've returned, Grimaldi. I would've hated to see you taken out after a single Cero. Tell you what, if you assist me in taking out the other two, we can truly let ourselves loose."

The Clone's voice would call out over the events of the battlefield transpired as he spoke toward the Segunda Espada, giving him a false promise as he wondered just how capable he was of being manipulated into goading the downfall of his rivaled peers. It would take more than might to defeat Grimaldi, and what better way to tip the scale than to outsmart him?
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Feeling the pressure of the Quatra Espada's spear upon his side as the grasp around her blade fell short as it shimmered away. The eyes of the clone would widen as she managed to forcefully skewer the clone, however the gaze of shock would fade as a sickening grin replaced the visage of his facade. Now she was forced into close proximity with the clone as while her strength would send him to the ground, his iron grip upon her wrist would lead into a black and salmon colored glow as he charged up a cero with his free hand, delivering it point blank into the torso of Emilia.

The motion of her twist would be halted by the clone's grip as the stab wound he succumbed would begin to close, as his body began to regenerate enough to lock the zanpakuto of the Espada within his side. Firing off the Cero Obscuras in the same moment, the dazzling specticle would silhouette the visage of Emilia from the clone's gaze as he motioned to kick her legs out from underneath her to enable him an opening to stand back up, to prepare to use his newly confiscated Zanpakuto against her.
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Grasping the animated coat of the Tercera Espada, the Clone would pull her toward it's direction as he manifested from the Garganta that appeared behind her as she motioned to evade the Cero Doble's Explosion. It was clear her focus was kept on what was before her rather than her surroundings as not even her animated clothing could respond in time to his grasp.

Channeling and focusing his reiryoku into his arm and fist, the Clone would motion to perform a Palma Plancha to the back and side of Ximena, a force strong enough, even with possessing a sizeable strength in Hierro would leave her in a daze due to the concussive properties of the hand-to-hand strike, a strength she often gloated about.
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Posting Order: Kuvello → Emillia → Ximena → Grimaldi​

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[Elk]

Her eyes shifted over to the Cero that was charging up, every fiber of her being screaming to move, but she was unable to get away—he had her in his grip. While she was capable of withstanding a Gran Rey Cero, she wasn’t willing to exert that much energy to do so, even if it was a Cero Oscuras. As the clone moved his hand, so did her body. It was a minor adjustment, one that had his hand bursting through her. It showed little to no resistance as the clone’s hand and arm were seen bursting through her body, with the Cero emerging from the back.
Yet there was no blood on his forearm. She had never hidden the fact that her Hollow hole was in the center of her torso; in fact, she had designed her outfit to accommodate it. She had used her physical body to her advantage, relying on reaction speeds that required no thought on her part.

“You’re able to Regenerate!?! BASTARDO!!”

Her eyes looked down at her Zanpakutō, encased within his body, his skin and muscles regenerating around it and enclosing it. As the Cero was unleashed, the black and salmon light shot high into the sky. While she couldn’t outright pull her Zanpakutō free due to his skin healing around it, it gave her a golden opportunity. She still released the Cero within the clone’s body, even as she was kicked off her feet. His body was certainly durable, but was it durable enough to contain the Cero within him? That didn’t matter. His organs were not as durable as he would have liked them to be.

The Cero inside his body ravaged everything within, the pink light obliterating every organ inside the man’s body. Not even his healing factor could restore those organs. All that remained was an empty, dead husk with no functioning means of survival. Even Arrancars like themselves needed their organs to live.

On top of the organ eradication, she caused extensive damage to all the muscles in his torso, rendering them completely useless and ensuring movement was impossible. She gripped the staff portion of her Zanpakutō a little too tightly, her thoughts racing. How could he regenerate his body? From her understanding, she had given up her high-speed regeneration in favor of power and her Hierro. She would have to ask him about that particular ability of his.

Posting Order: Emillia → Ximena → Grimaldi→ Kuvello

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