Sweat streamed down Sakago Saizo's forehead. Looking at Asano Kiyoshi in the distance, he cracked a slight smile and spoke with some difficulty.
"Young people these days are truly terrifying. To think you can suppress the three of us old geezers all at once... It seems the new generation of Soul Society captains is even stronger than before."
But before he could finish voicing his feelings, he discovered in shock that the space before him had twisted in several places. Black cracks, like gazes from the abyss, opened up as thick scarlet blood flowed from within them. The intense stench of blood nearly drowned the entire area.
And the moment vivid red filled his vision, Sakago Saizo discovered in horror that during that brief instant when he had let his guard down, Asano Kiyoshi's face had somehow already appeared right before his own. The dark blue spiritual pressure wrapped around Asano Kiyoshi's body, seemingly tinged with bloodlust, sent waves of terror rising from the depths of his heart.
It was fear born of a living creature's instincts—the fear of being torn to pieces in the next moment!
And after that battle that had nearly brought about extinction, he had not felt such an emotion in who knew how long.
Looking at the young man before him, Sakago Saizo finally understood that there was more than one monster like Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!
Sounds like shattering glass rang out continuously around him. His blade wailed and trembled without end, while his spiritual pressure drained away at a rapid pace, like a wooden barrel punctured full of holes.
He reckoned that, at most, he could suppress the young man before him for another five minutes!
Still, that was enough time. After all, he was not fighting alone now.
As two figures leaped up