Yuko's senses were terrifyingly sharp, especially on a battlefield where the fighting had ended only recently. The spiritual pressure had yet to be fully muddled and diluted by the surrounding Reishi.
But even she could glean nothing more from it.
Just as Yuko had suspected, the fight had never fully erupted. The enemy had withdrawn as soon as he got the King's Seal, leaving few useful clues behind.
Even Toshiro's spiritual pressure was faint. There was no clear sign he had released his Zanpakuto, and his fight had been less intense than Rangiku's.
The spiritual pressure Rangiku had left behind showed that she had released her Zanpakuto and fought one of the Arrancar fiercely.
Though the enemy had left little behind, Yuko could at least tell that the masked man who fought Toshiro did not have the spiritual pressure of an Arrancar. It felt more like a Soul Reaper's.
No, "more like" was putting it too cautiously. By process of elimination, he had to be a Soul Reaper.
A Hollow's spiritual pressure was easy enough to distinguish from the rest.
Yuko swept her gaze over the area one last time. Apart from the remains of the King's Seal Guard, the scorched ground held no tangible clues.
"Tch. What a pain."
Yuko sighed. She had hoped to trace the enemy through his spiritual pressure.
But all she had learned was that one of the enemies was a Soul Reaper.
An Arrancar and a Soul Reaper.
Those two did bring a certain defector to mind, but Yuko did not think Aizen was behind this.
Aizen was not one to hide his face, for one thing.
More importantly, if it had been Aizen, Toshiro would have had no reason to break the rules and act on his own.
There had to be something