How long had he been fighting? Five minutes? An hour? It was hard to tell, the passage of time lost in movements as familiar to him now as breathing. Strike and parry. Retreat and press forward. The faint jingle of the chain dangling from his sword’s hilt filled his ears, an ambient counterpoint to the harsh din that surrounded him
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She had fought the Black Knight after all... and his way with a sword was much like this boy's. Quick. Sharp. Ruthless, and yet he managed to move at a speed that was inhuman. The Valkyrie could respect this boy's strength.
"Of course. I, Gwendolyn, will soon preform the final blow for this fight."
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"Sorry." It sounded like he meant it. "But I can't let you do that."
He flashed closer to her, keeping out of her spear's immediate range. He wasn't stupid. Or too overconfident. Not when facing an opponent he had never fought before. He had been surprised too many times to fall into complacency again.
"I can't afford to lose today."
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"Bankai, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi." He muttered with a firm nod at Ichigo's words, this fight had gone on much longer then the pair of them would have liked.
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Cocking his head, he slanted a glance in Byakuya's direction. "You got a plan or should we just wing it?"
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"This fight was over before it begun." He stated between Ichigo's breaths. There was no room for debate as far as he was concerned. Ichigo never stood a chance, the fact that he thought he could finish anything wasn't amusing. It was pathetic.
[ CR? I dunno if I'm comfortable using a new muse for sex atm. Please feel free to crit me, I really need to brush up. ]
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Eyes narrowing, Ichigo glared across the distance that separated them. He could use the mask, he knew that he could. It was always an option, and it would make everything just a little easier, but it was still a last resort as far as he was concerned. He hadn't reached the point where he felt it was necessary. Not yet.
"Is that right?" It wasn't really a question, even though it sounded like one. Powerful as the Espada was, Ichigo had no intention of losing to him again. He'd lost enough. "I'm still standing, Ulquiorra. It won't be over until I'm not."
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Ichigo would have noticed as he drew closer that the his face would have taken on a more serious tone. This time the Espada was out for blood.
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Ulquiorra was serious. Ichigo could see it on his face, the set of his expression no longer that of someone willing to mess around. Well, neither was he. He wanted this to be over too. All of it. Zangetsu cut in between them, ready to block the blow.
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