Another roar erupted as the Cero struck Danku, sending out a shockwave. Cracks spread across the barrier until the Cero shattered it. What little remained of the blast then faded away.
Morgana gritted her teeth, frustrated. "Damn it... I've only just evolved, and I still can't control my power perfectly! Otherwise, a Gran Rey Cero would've blown that Danku to pieces!"
Ren smiled faintly at her indignation. "Morgana... stop playing around. We've achieved what we came for. There's no need to drag this out."
Morgana turned to Ren and nodded, her eyes full of affection.
Below them, the Death God captains grew wary at Ren's words. Some had already released their Zanpakuto's Bankai, ready to stop him from leaving.
Ren chuckled. "Captains of the Seireitei, we'll meet again. I hope you'll be stronger by then, not stuck at your current level. Perhaps you can fight me with sheer numbers, but doesn't ganging up on one man shame you? Here's a tip: don't focus on swordsmanship, Taijutsu, or any other kind of close combat. In close quarters, every last one of you is worthless against me. Don't look so surprised. None of you is qualified to challenge me in Sword Dao or Taijutsu. You'd be better off strengthening your Zanpakuto."
After those disdainful words, he cast Retsu Unohana a wicked glance. Darkness poured from his body, and he turned into a Meteor.
The captains clenched their fists as he sped away. They could not match his speed, much less stop him. So many captains, yet all they could do was watch him leave. The humiliation stung.
Their eyes hardened with resolve. They were Death God captains who had lived for countless years. Faced with Ren's overwhelming strength, they chose neither retreat nor fear. They would rise to meet the challenge.
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