Ulquiorra watched in apprehension as an Arrancar servant wheeled in a tray of food. It had been a full day since he had left the human world and now he was starving. Las Noches’ stifling atmosphere made him hesitant. His encounter with Aizen yesterday had given him a terrible headache. Perhaps this was another game? Off to the side by the doorway,
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