Shihoin Yoruichi stepped over to Urahara Kisuke's side, her usual smile gone.
"Don't forget, when Kiryuo Hikifune was promoted to the Royal Guard, that Royal Guard member who came down from the Soul King Palace said they had invited Captain Ailin to join them, but Captain Ailin turned them down."
Hearing Yoruichi say that, Hiyori Sarugaki immediately remembered.
That pompadoured guy who had come to collect Captain Kiryuo Hikifune had only spoken to Captain Unohana of the Fourth Division, Captain Ailin of the Eleventh Division, and Captain-Commander Yamamoto.
Even Captain Kiryuo Hikifune, who had already passed the Royal Guard's assessment, had not received that much attention from the pompadoured man.
It was as if he had not regarded any of the other captains as worthy of notice.
Though she hated to admit it, Hiyori Sarugaki knew that Captain Ailin of the Eleventh Division had already surpassed Captain Kiryuo Hikifune in strength.
Kensei Muguruma glanced at Kyunnanbyaku. In truth, if Shiro had not been here, he would never have found the resolve to fight Captain Ailin.
But for Shiro's sake...
Even if it was Ailin, he would not back down!
Screech!
Under everyone's grave stares, a Zanpakuto pierced through the lid of the Black Coffin. Then, the blade swept sideways.
In the next instant, a flash of white crossed everyone's vision. The upper half of the Black Coffin, upon which they had pinned such high hopes, slid diagonally downward from where that white flash had passed.
Crack, crack...
Before the coffin body could fully fall to the ground, it shattered into chunks of black fragments.
Boom!
The shockwave from the shattered Hadō No. 90 scraped away a layer of the ground.
The powerful wind pressure forced Urahara Kisuke and the others to raise their hands before their faces, shielding themselves