Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō

A few days later...

An ancient Japanese-style estate, lavish beyond measure, stood with towering black-roofed pavilions that seemed to pierce the sky.

The Tsunayashiro Clan residence.

Clusters of tall, timeworn buildings stood together, their unpainted pillars, beams, and walls exuding an air of antiquity. This was the home of the noble, one of the great rulers of Soul Society—one of the Four Great Noble Clans—the Tsunayashiro Clan.

Elderly men, draped in opulent robes, sat in elevated seats. The towering walls were engraved with depictions of ancient trees and vast mountains, radiating an aura of absolute authority.

"Sinners, tell us what happened."

At the center of the council chamber, two men knelt—both reduced to barely recognizable figures after brutal torture.

They were missing limbs, their faces smeared with blood, their breaths faint and shallow.

One of them spat out a broken tooth and weakly murmured,

"Lady Asaka... is dead..."

The elders exchanged cold glances before closing their eyes and shaking their heads.