Spread of Despair [Starrk|Khalaists]

Ah, this whole situation was turning into one giant mess of an irritant for The Primera Espada. Why was that? Well, she wanted to have a bit of entertainment, but it seemed the golden haired wonder woman was standing in the way of that. Keeping ever moving eyes on the vicinity of Magnoila, Rose analyzed the levels of her speed and projected a primary trajectory in which the cluster hell of a being would emerge.

"Oh no you don't!"

In that hurried tone of voice, an explosion of pink and white flaming auras expanded around Rose's body in milliseconds. Wasting no time reaching her pinpointed range, The Mischevang leapt into action and would spin-kick the woman out of the way from their blast. Rushing a large current of energy into that damning blow, The Enraged Arrancar thrusted a great deal of kinetic and raw energy from herself in this powered state in order to have a great deal of chance in at least forcing the woman to move. Why was she so keen on this? Simple: curiosity. This was a rare opportunity to test herself against one of the founding Espada figures, and she wasn't going to let some meddlesome blonde-haired bimbo get in the way of that. As Starrk was right on one thing: the desire and instinct to fight was strong in the hearts of Arrancarkind. And Rose -- was no different.

Granted, at some point during this struggle, it could be assumed that The Primera would have had to have dealt with the vast wealth of energy generating from Magnoila's dark power. Therefore, Rose was no slouch and she swiftly summoned the energy of three Grand Ray Cero's into her right arm. Through her high level of mastery over the cero arts, The Royal Mischevang let off with the attack and forced it to cancel out The Deranged Khalaist void blast. In doing this, this collision of strength made for a streak of crimson and onyx shades to descend from the heavens and back towards the earth; almost like a falling star as The Enforcer of Las Rejilla was determined to keep this lunatic bitch from spoiling her fun.

More importantly, she would not allow for The Vixen to trample on another key factor: her pride. While it was fine for her to want to assist in the defenses of New Hueco Mundo, this was also her chance to prove to her sister that her engineering could endure such a hellish stress test with these two super powered beings thrashing about in the Bloodstorm Fortress. And, despite The Primera's feelings being mixed up when thoughts of her sibling came to mind, there was still the yearning of wanting to show to her elder kin that -- she was smart and capable. It was silly, sure, but damn if Rose didn't want her pride in her ability to perform helped by the very person trying to destroy what they built.

Henceforth, she'd reject and cut off any line of connection Magnoila attempted with Las Rejilla's security measures. With a summoning of energy from inside of herself being transferred to the material world around The Mischevang, Rose had forged this dense wall of energy to act as a shield to seal the energy from The Khalaist power and trap it away. Bit by bit, molecule by molecule; it would be broken down and sealed in a small sphere that teleported itself into the hands of The Primera. Storing it away in her pocket, that would be the end of that if all went according to plan.

In any case, Rose would avoid taking too much strain on her body from the explosion Magnoila had. In fact, it would appear as if there weren't a scratch on the feminine figure. Why? The Primera Espada's Hierro was unique in the fact that it was cybernetically upgraded by her own genius. Acting as three different layers of durability, The Mischevang synchronized her trio levels of defense with the set of triad energy cores within herself. In this way, even these methods of defense were turbo-charged and able to bear the brunt of the damage from The Khalalist dark energy wave. All Rose would feel is a bit a slight burning sensation from her body due to the trace amounts of force that were able to seep past her layers. So, mentally, the fierce hollow commended Magnolia's strength to reach that far, but she was still too pissed to bother saying that with her mouth. Hence, she'd respond with her fist.

As a result, The Primera Espada soindo's out of the burning red and black star forged by their attacks and followed Magnolia. All the while, the dashing trail of energy would dispense in the distance and be neutralized into a small burning pit of energy one hundred meters wide by the Demi-Network of Shadow Fall. Shifting back to the Arrancar in hot pursuit, Rose estimated that Magnoila's path would lead her to the front of Starrk. So, like a flash of light, it would seem that both The Khalist and The Mischevang appeared at the same time. Akin to clockwork, The Espada rose her right fist in the air and punched the arm which released The Golden Haired Heroine's destructive cero.

To further sustain this probability occurring, The Primera Espada activated her Origin Code, fixated on the location and made a few minor alterations to its coded trajectory to redirect the blast into the heavens and avoid making contact with the wall of energy she sent towards Starrk. In that way, Magnoila's dense blast of power would explode in a dazzling display of crimson fireworks in the heavens; rocking the earth and letting out damning shockwaves in the process. Indeed, Rose was determined to force its explosive power to detonate and avoid having her chance at testing her might ruined against Starrk with every breath she took in this mad dash of speed.

In that end, a new beginning began as the likes of Rose's fist smashed against the brick palm The Khalaist. Eyes widening with surprise for a moment, The Primera Espada was certain that attack would have lopped off a limb or two according to the last bits of data she had on the durability of Magnoila's body. In that moment, it became apparent to The Primera Espada that whatever ventures in hell must've given her a significant boost in strength; but definitely not enough to overcome the gap in power between the two. It was -- only shortened.

Or maybe that was just Rose's ego talking.

Whatever the case may be, the pain was real as a blood red pulsation of light flared across the fist used to punch Mag's palm. In that showing, the burning sensation of displeasure radiated throughout the Arrancar's fist and up her right arm as she sucked her teeth. While the stress wasn't anything she couldn't handle, it was enough to get her attention and warrant a hard response back.

"So you've had some upgrades, eh? Whatever."

In the blink of an eye, Rose retracted her fist from Magnoila's fist and an unleashing of static electricity rushed the area from their colliding powers. This unveiling of energy had enough potent force behind it to cut through Bankai-leveled techniques as if they were butter; which meant they left a deep and hot trail of fiery ash in their wake. So, while this light show was going on, Rose brought forth her mid-arm and used that to block and endure a load of the blow from The Blondie's fast hook.

Letting out a quick inhale of breath, that punch definitely had impact and she was glad to have neutralized it with her keen reflexes and defense. Redirecting the kinetic force and pressure from the block into her left arm, Rose followed up and redirected her own assault with the added blow of The Primera Espada's own strike towards the opening on Mag's face to hopefully send The Crazed Khalaist into a carter backwards into a cliffside nearby. Flicking her fist to shake off the slight pain, Rose would suck her teeth and cover some ground by moving backwards by about twenty feet.

"No."

Muttering that simple phrase under her breathe, Rose slammed both of her fist together and activated another summon to the field. By tethering together her supply of Demonio Negacion's, The Primera Espada halted the transference of energy from Magnoila into the Demi-Network protecting The Bloodstorm Fortress. This was first made possible by the fact that she could control the aspect of energy disruption into the network and its associated defenses. Ergo, she could control the inward and outward paths of energy tethered to the systems. Therefore, she blocked the pathway Mag attempted to create and sealed the energy within her Demonio Negacion. Once captured, she'd transport it away to their labs and that -- would be the end of that. Or rather, the end of another attack on her pride. [Click here for information about The Demonio Negacion]

From there, protection systems of The Demi-Network tended to anyone who got caught in the crossfire. Healing properties were channeled through currents of Za Koa energy to those caught up in Starrk and Mag's fight. There were quite a few harmed, but they would survive with the otherworldly medical assistance Shadow Fall provided. While the buildings themselves were reconstructed from the last recorded data The Demi-Network had of it. Acting like a form of magic that allowed for knowledge to be converted into materialization, it was not difficult to transfer that data from the Demi Network and inject into the particles of energy that were enhanced through Rose's Origin Code. They tapped into the very coding of the universe itself and redesigned the area to make it whole once more; albeit at the cost of wearing down on The Primera as she let out a heavy sigh.


But, perhaps her efforts were not all in vain. In the damning explosion of light, if all went as planned, she'd view her hellish orbs of power overwhelming the superpowered blast of Starrk's own cero. In that way, she'd at least have a good measure of where the two stood in their base forms and have the thrill of having her own power reach his; even if it only for a quick moment.

So, to that end, Rose would be satisfied for the time being and have the flaring pink and white aura around her body -- vanish. Powering down, she'd let out a heavy sigh and make her assessment of the two within her mind of the two. Whenever she got back to her lab to ruminate over this battle, there was going to be a ton of data to overgo and formulas to rework. For now, her first focus came on Magnoila.

Hearing words of wanting to resolve things like civilized people, apologizing for causing such strife in their lands and then having the nerve to want to serve her on top of all that? Rose only had a bewildered expression to unfold across her face as she shook her head at the ridiculousness of this woman's facade.

"So, Magnolia, or whatever the hell you call yourself now, let me get this straight. You deliver attacks which can destroy cities....against a guy who only fired a warning shot that barely had enough power to destroy a cityblock?"

Her voice was still, yet very gruff and irritated as she gave The Khalaist a very dull and dead stare. It was apparent enough -- Rose was not pleased.

"For christs sake, you are more brain dead than a human vegetable if you think that kind of excessive force was warranted against that! YOU MORON!"

With that, Rose would give a heavy slap across Magnolia's face; regardless of where she would stand at this point. She was pissed, and rightfully so. Letting out a heavy and gruff sigh, The Miffed Mischevang would then rub her temples in an agitated way and glance over towards the direction of Starrk. Hearing his words that the people here weren't comrades -- were correct. This village is where Shadow Fall often hosted its enemies, prisoners and all those who caused problems for the embodiment of Hueco Mundo and Ashlei's kingdom. OF COURSE they weren't gonna be the best of friends, he'd need to seek out Hueco Mundo for THAT!

"You do realize this is a high security prison, right bub?"

She'd ask that question point-blank before continuing on.

"If you want a kumbaya dance of our brethren....then get the hell out of here and march your merry self out of this fortress." In those sass-filled words, The Primera Espada then moved her index finger towards the direction Starrk was walking and had a portal materialized that would lead him to his true home of Hueco Mundo; not Las Rejilia.

"However, I'll keep in mind the company I keep. You aren't wrong on that much, Former Primera." Nodding her head, Rose would fold her arms together and proceed onward with her conversation with the fading relic of the past. "When circumstances permit, though, we should have a match, Starrk. Whenever you get the lethargic stick out of your ass, I'd be up for a spar between us to see what kind of battle would take place between two Primera."

With that, Rose would shrug her shoulders and let the male walk off without further incident. Turning her head back towards Mag, The Mischevang then pointed her finger at The Khalaist and snarled.

"And if you ever do that shit again, I will personally fry your ass you across this desert. Are we clear on that?" In that moment, The Primera emerged at The Blondie's legs and then gave her a swift kick to the shins for good measure. Dammit, she was ticked off!

"Now, if you want to join Shadow Fall to make amends, I don't give a great damn. I'll accept the cruddy apology, but just stay out of my way when it comes to protecting this land. You just make a mess of things if you aren't told what to do it seems."

Rubbing her nose out of displeasure, The Primera would then take flight in the air and jump on top of a building nearby. If Magnoila wanted, she could follow and join Rose by taking her offer. If not, The Mischevang expected her to exit The Bloodstorm Fortress post-haste. The decision was in her hands, after all.