"What are you looking at? You'll be dead any second now!"
Grimmjow saw that Uchiha Hiko was still staring at him. With Tier Harribel protecting him, he shouted at Uchiha Hiko without restraint.
In just one more second, the move he had been charging would be complete!
Unfortunately, he would not live to see that second pass.
"What if I am? Amaterasu!"
Uchiha Hiko stared directly at Grimmjow, and the Mangekyo in his right eye suddenly trembled violently!
Just as Grimmjow was about to mock Uchiha Hiko again, black flames abruptly spread over both his hands! The technique he had been charging was instantly interrupted!
"Damn it! Damn it! Why won't these flames go out?! Aaaah!!!"
Grimmjow tried every possible method to extinguish the black flames, but no matter what he did, the eerie flames not only refused to go out—they burned even fiercer!
Soon, the scent of roasting flesh wafted from his burning hands...
"Grimmjow! Don't move!"
Tier Harribel hurriedly flew over. When she found herself equally helpless against the strange black flames, a resolute look appeared in her eyes.
Grimmjow forced himself to stay still. Tier Harribel raised her released blade, then brought it down in one swift stroke!
His charred hands, along with the black flames, fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Grimmjow. This was the only way. Are you all right?"
Tier Harribel looked at Grimmjow, who was sprawled on the ground with a weakened expression, and asked with concern.
She was extremely anxious. She had never imagined that the man before them could unleash such a powerful technique from a distance. Left with no choice, she had cut off Grimmjow's hands to save him.
"Damn it! My hands!"
Grimmjow roared as he looked at his empty arms.
As Arrancar, they could recover from physical injuries