"Jeez... It was supposed to be a satisfying, trope-subverting wedding snatching. Why did it have to become so troublesome?"
On a street leading from Squad 4 to the First Division, Ichiro looked at the several dozen death warriors ahead of him—especially their leader, whose Reiatsu had already reached vice-captain level even without Shikai—and sighed in frustration. Then he rested his right hand on the three swords at his waist and narrowed his eyes.
"Let me ask just one thing. You're here to take my life, aren't you?"
The black-clad death warriors said nothing. Their leader merely waved a hand, signaling those behind him to attack.
Seeing that, Ichiro smiled faintly and slightly raised his right hand. The two Zanpakuto, World and Demon Dragon, slid a fraction out of their sheaths at the same time.
"Reconstruct! World! Born for battle, never rest until death! Demon Dragon!"
The two partially drawn Zanpakuto instantly transformed into beams of Reiryoku, one white and one red, shooting toward the charging enemies. Along the way, they respectively became a young girl dressed in fitted white clothes and a dragonman covered in blood-red scales!
World's personification, Demon Dragon's second Shikai form!
Then Ichiro gripped Flame Sparrow in his right hand. As he drew it, he shouted, "Soar through the skies! Flame Sparrow!"
Boom!
Blazing flames erupted from the blade and spread behind Ichiro, forming a pair of fiery wings!
Boom!
Propelled by the fire wings on his back, Ichiro instantly overtook World and the dragonman, taking the lead as he charged toward the death warriors' leader!
The enemy's reaction speed was rather fast. He had to end this quickly, or he might be dragged into a grueling war of attrition. Thus, he chose to go all out from the very start!
With all three Zanpakuto activated, the