Las Noches the Meeting Tower.
"...In other words, the reason they retreated was that Duan Mu directly invaded their base?"
Pale-faced Tier asked Roga, who was treating her.
Tier and Stark had both awakened from unconsciousness. As soon as they woke up... Roga had contacted Seireitei through Yorozuya's channels, finally learning why those people had left despite holding an overwhelming advantage.
But this information made everyone in the meeting room look extremely grim.
As the only force that had fought the Wandenreich, the Espada present understood the enemy's strength better than anyone.
And now, Duan Mu was facing all of those enemies alone.
This made everyone, who had originally breathed a sigh of relief when the Wandenreich withdrew, feel regret... regret that they had allowed the Wandenreich to return to its base without desperately trying to stop them.
Most importantly...
Everyone present, from the Espada to the Fracción, had some kind of connection with Duan Mu. Although they could not communicate across worlds, they could faintly sense...
Duan Mu was not in good condition right now!
"What are you going to do?"
At that moment, a cold voice broke the silence.
Following the voice, they saw Ulquiorra standing at the meeting room's exit, frowning at the person before him.
"Hah? What else could it be?"
Grimmjow snorted coldly, a ferocious smile appearing on his face. "Those bastards actually looked down on Hueco Mundo as if it were a sightseeing spot. Shouldn't we go over there and kill them?"
Ulquiorra studied Grimmjow carefully, then shook his head.
"Do you know where they are?"
"Didn't Roga just say they're hiding in Soul Society?"
"..." Ulquiorra.
"Grimmjow, come back and sit down."
Halibel's voice came at the right moment. Facing Grimmjow's cold gaze, she slowly said, "I know you're worried about Boss Duan