The biting air seemed a bitter reminder of the time he'd spent in this place. It was only fitting that the meeting was to take place here, because from what Sadaharu could feel, this unknown entitiy was yet another Hollow-Shinigami fusion - a Vizard as some have labelled them. Each step brought forth a compacted squeak, something that he didn't necessarily desire. Especially if things ended up going awry.
Frowning, he made his way onwards. Sadaharu had little idea why he was asked here, but the nature of the reiatsu he could feel hinted at trouble. As soon as he arrived back on the frozen plain he could sense the dark, powerful presence. The being was of a similar strength to him, he could sense that much, but apart from that, not much else. He needed to get a look in before he engaged.
Thinking back to the moment he came into contact with a mysterious stranger, Sadaharu's frown deepened.
"You, you're another. He'll want to see you. Where is best?"
At the lack of any real sort of introduction or explanation, Sadaharu seemingly snapped in reply "The arctic for all I care!" At this point the stranger merely nodded, turned, and flashed away.
In hindsight, Sadaharu's wry response wasn't exactly the prime example of calm, clear thinking, but no matter. Several hours after the encounter he came across writing on an ally way wall. Inscribed in chalk was "Three Days."
So here he was, out in the cold again with all manner of bad memories coming back to him about mentally wrestling with the internal monstrosity he only barely managed to beat down in the first place. Shaking his head slightly, he used his Flash Steps to move closer to his rendezvous.