Chapter 355: When Purpose Precedes Pride
"What an amazing ability."
"These days, Zanpakutō abilities are truly absurd, one more outrageous than the next."
Mazuru, as usual, offered praise. His tone carried a hint of genuine admiration, but anyone who knew him understood—this was just his habit. After all, compared to his own Zanpakutō, most others looked tame.
Even though Kenpachi Azashiro had only given a brief explanation of his Zanpakutō’s abilities, Mazuru had already deduced how he’d managed to escape mid-battle. The ability to fuse with and manipulate inorganic matter composed of reishi particles meant one thing: as long as the matter was part of his fusion domain, he could travel through it at will.
"I just wonder how far that fusion zone stretches... Considering he completely vanished without a trace, it’s probably not a small range." Mazuru muttered to himself, eyes scanning the horizon.
Yet there was no frustration in his tone. He knew exactly what Kenpachi Azashiro was doing—he was heading for Roka.
After all, that was his goal from the beginning.
As long as Roka was found, Azashiro would be found.
...
Elsewhere in the white desert, the battered figure of Kenpachi Azashiro staggered forward, blood leaking from his nose and mouth. His every breath was a struggle, and his steps were unsteady.
A familiar figure appeared beside him, her sharp voice dripping with mockery.
"My, my... what a mess. Is this the man with the word ’sword’ in his name? You’re so fragile—defeated that fast?" Urozakuro teased mercilessly. "Honestly, I think you should just hand over that title to that guy."