Surrender, or Fight Until You Surrender!

Though he thought that, Coyote Starrk looked at Nel and Tier Harribel, who were currently fighting, then sighed and lowered his hand.

"To be honest, I shouldn't have come."

As he spoke, he looked at Dunn's back.

"What happens here has nothing to do with me. I don't need to come looking for trouble, so would it be alright if I took them and left now?"

Upon hearing Starrk's words, Dunn did not turn around.

Quite a few memories concerning the Shinigami resurfaced in his mind.

Of course, it had not actually been that long. Counting it all up, he had only spent a few years in the pirate world.

The Hollow behind him seemed to have always had this sort of personality.

But this time...

"That definitely won't do."

Dunn refused outright.

"Surrender, or be beaten into surrendering. Pick one."

Hearing that, Starrk subconsciously raised a hand to scratch his head again.

Those words made it clear that there would be no peaceful resolution.

But what he had said earlier was not a lie either. He truly regretted getting involved now.

Even if so many Hollows had really died, it had little to do with him.

Yet now, it seemed he would not get past this without a fight.

In that case, "Beat me into surrendering."

Surrendering immediately was definitely out of the question, but from the sound of it, keeping his life would not be a problem.

With that thought, spiritual power rippled beneath Starrk's feet. Accompanied by an explosive boom, he appeared behind Dunn.

Boom!

His fist struck Dunn squarely in the back.

Yet even under that full-force blow, Dunn's body did not so much as sway.

Cold sweat instantly broke out across Starrk's forehead. He swallowed and forced out a smile.

"Is it still too late