This Woman Can't Be Trusted

Time rolled back slightly, to when Yuko released her Bankai and came into contact with Kyoraku and the others.

Not far from Sokyoku Hill, Yoruichi stared grimly at the hazy, semicircular black dome covering the hill.

Could it be...

Yuko really intended to hold everyone off by herself.

Could she do it? She had devoured Sokyoku's spiritual power, but Sokyoku was said to possess the strength of a million Zanpakuto. As Yuko had said, though, a million cannon fodder were still useless.

Its only real ability was the power to instantly vaporize souls. The boost it gave Yuko's spiritual pressure probably wouldn't be all that impressive.

Hm?

What did she mean by suddenly slowing things down?

Under Yoruichi's uncertain gaze, Yuko slashed Kyoraku, then swept away Toshiro, who was beside him, before sending Soi Fon flying with sheer, unreasonable force.

Oh~ She really had some skill.

She had disabled a veteran captain right from the start... No, wait! Wasn't that woman supposed to be your teammate?!

What was the meaning of beating up your own teammate like that?

Before Yoruichi could continue complaining, her gloomy expression changed again.

Soi Fon seemed to have been flying for... quite a while.

Was Yuko really that strong? She was practically about to fly out of Sokyoku Hill...

Yoruichi's puzzled expression suddenly changed.

Why was that idiot flying straight toward her?!

A coincidence? It had to be a coincidence, right?

Soi Fon should be able to stabilize herself soon and return to the battlefield...

Soi Fon adjusted her posture in midair. Spiritual pressure surged beneath her feet, and she stomped down, blasting the air and closing the distance at even greater speed.

It wasn't a coincidence!

That damned Yuko!

Yoruichi cursed inwardly. That bastard Yuko had actually thrown the hot potato right at her