Chapter 98: Combat Division
The forest was silent, save for the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind.
A towering figure leaned against a tree, remaining motionless for a long time before finally straightening up and stepping to the edge of the cliff.
He had a rough, menacing appearance—massive in stature, clad in a white haori emblazoned with the kanji for "Eleven," and sporting two metal lip piercings that jutted from his mouth like the fangs of a ravenous demon from Hell.
And yet, this very man was the captain of the 11th Division of the Gotei 13.
Beneath the dense canopy of the forest, a dozen figures dressed in black Shihakushō stood at the ready, their gazes wary, each one armed with a sword at their waist.
Kenpachi Kiganjō curled his lips into a sneer.
"The 2nd and 3rd Divisions were attacked at the same time? What's this? The Gotei 13, the so-called guardians of Seireitei, can't even protect themselves?"
"And this is the force that maintains order in Soul Society? Ha! You're nothing but lapdogs groveling at the feet of the aristocracy. What a joke!"
The members of the 11th Division turned pale with anger, fists clenched, but none dared to refute his taunts.