Yuko walked toward them, stepping over the rubble and yawning lazily. "I know, I know. I'm coming."
With Yuko's help, Rangiku grinned like a villain and pointed at Hai Mao with one hand on her hip. "Give yourself up, Hai Mao. You've got nowhere to run."
Hai Mao gritted her teeth. "Tch, you awful old hag... Hiding behind someone stronger than you..."
A bead of cold sweat slid down her temple.
The old hag's words were infuriating, but she couldn't argue with them. She might have had some confidence in escaping another captain, but against Yuko...
Hai Mao took two uneasy steps back, her gaze darting around.
What do I do? How can I get away?
Yuko reached Rangiku's side and drew a bloodstained long blade from her left palm with her right hand.
As the blade came free, the blood on it quickly flowed back into her palm, and the wound healed completely.
Yuko held the blade in one hand and pointed it at Hai Mao. "Hai Mao, right? I'll give you one chance. Make up with Rangiku now."
"Who'd want to make up with that old hag?" Hai Mao crouched slightly, her fur standing on end as she stayed on guard.
A vein bulged on Rangiku's forehead. "Huh?! You little brat, that's enou—"
Before she could finish, a gust swept past her. Yuko appeared in front of Hai Mao, raising the Bone Blade high with one hand.
So fast!
Hai Mao's pupils contracted sharply. Her body reacted on instinct, ready to flee, but a terrifying spiritual pressure swept over her, freezing her in place.
Black-and-red spiritual pressure faintly rose around Yuko. Her eyes seemed to glow red, and her face was cold. "You chose to betray your master. That makes you a worthless dog. Die."
*What is she