An Internal War Among the Espada?
At the outskirts of the battlefield, Halibel's gaze was somewhat strange.
The person they were fighting was clearly a Soul Reaper, yet this battle gave her the feeling that the Espada were engaged in an internal war.
Steel Skin, High-Speed Regeneration, Cero... Now, that Soul Reaper had even used Reskitar.
"Are we just going to stand here and watch?"
Tier asked Halibel, who stood beside her. If possible, she wanted to participate from closer by. That way, if anything unexpected happened, she could help Duan Mu escape at the first opportunity.
"Don't approach Barragan."
Halibel shook her head. "Barragan's power of decay is terrifying. He can't even freely control when its effects occur. If we rashly approach him, we'll only get dragged into it." After saying that, she glanced at Grimmjow beside her.
"So you should give up on the idea of interfering as well."
"Tch~!"
Grimmjow snorted. Then, as if he had thought of something, a wild smile appeared on his face. "But is this really okay? If you don't stop Barragan, that Soul Reaper will be dead before long. If you fail to complete your Lord Aizen's mission, won't you feel dissatisfied?"
Halibel glanced at him but did not answer. Instead, she turned her gaze beyond the basin.
There...
At some point, many strange instruments had appeared around Szayelaporro. They had been sent to him by his artificial Fracción, though Halibel had no idea by what method.
Halibel's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and she could not help feeling helpless.
She had originally thought this would be a simple mission, but...
Of the Espada who had come here, aside from herself, Tier beside her, and Zommari, who was already dead, nearly everyone else had their own agenda. They had no cooperation whatsoever