Rukia Kuchiki was no longer the little sister who needed protection. She had become a warrior who protected her family.
Before Aizen could react, she had already rushed in front of him like lightning and grabbed his cheek. The sheer force made even Aizen, once a formidable powerhouse, feel an unprecedented threat.
"Bang!" With a deafening crash, Aizen was viciously smashed into the ground by Rukia Kuchiki's immense strength.
At that moment, the ground seemed to bear an indescribable pressure and instantly burst apart. Dust and shattered stones scattered in all directions as if swept up by a gale, creating a breathtaking sight.
For that instant, time seemed to stand still. Every gaze focused on this berserker who had suddenly risen to prominence, her figure especially dazzling amid the dust and smoke.
Her appearance had undoubtedly brought endless uncertainty to a battle that had seemed all but decided.
And Aizen, the once-arrogant schemer, wore an expression of utter disbelief.
He had never imagined that everything he had meticulously planned would come to nothing before a seemingly insignificant girl.
His voice carried disbelief and a trace of frustration.
This was not merely the failure of a technique, but the collapse of his long-standing control over human nature.
Ichigo Kurosaki's awakening had already caught him by surprise, and now Rukia's transformation made him feel an unprecedented threat.
He began to realize that this world might be quietly changing, that a power beyond his complete control was rising.
"How is this possible? Kyoka Suigetsu..."
What shocked him even more was that Rukia Kuchiki had not only escaped the deception of his Kyoka Suigetsu, but could clearly perceive every one of his movements. To him, this was an unprecedented blow.
Ichigo Kurosaki had been the same before, and now Rukia Kuchiki was as well.