The first thought that popped into Yuel's head at the moment of folly: AARRGGH!!! THIS ISN'T A HORROR MOVIE, WHY IS THERE A TRIP-ENABLING ROCK?!! It was like the seriousness of the situation didn't even come to mind. Just moments ago she was desperately running for her life in an attempt to escape the undoubtedly inevitable conclusion of death. Considering this wasn't her first time facing such a possibility, one might expect her to express some level of level-headedness. Truth be told, under normal circumstances the girl wouldn't have been nearly as affected by the situation as she was now; reason being, the thought of dying didn't necessarily connect to the notion of "the end". Yuel was aware of Soul Society and the reincarnation cycle taken that spiritually manifested and enabled progression of the psyche. In short, a plus soul. The difference this time? She was facing a hollow.
With someone as well-educated as herself, facing an actual hollow completely dispelled the notion of reincarnation. At best, if her willpower could outmatch the several souls and consciences that made up a gillian, maybe she could retain herself. But who wants to be an ugly hollow?! It was bad enough as is that Yuel underwent a drastic physical transformation already; becoming a hollow was entirely unnecessary. There was enough trouble to be had as is concerning adapting to unfamiliar terrain; up until this point, Yuel truly couldn't fathom the vast physiological differences between males and females. In fact, one of the changes she had yet to adapt was occurring at this moment! With a trip of the rock in the most cliche of fashions, hovering above her was the menacing presence of a Gillian, and the pointed nose of the mask before her could probably be touched if she just reached out. Given the circumstances, the swollen eyes on her face that incessantly produced tears was presumably just one of the many instances of fearful reaction; that being said, there were other motions underway. For the time being, Yuel assumed she just pissed herself.
Before the Gillian came any closer to taking a delectable bite off her sweet little neck, a robust body placed itself between the two. What changed Yuel's eyes from teary to wide and confused wasn't so much the act just now taken, but the action that followed afterwards. For a reason she couldn't make sense of the figure that appreciably stuck himself between the two roared with visible power as a random bolt of lightning traveled from the heavens to empower this blade in his arms. Though the attire worn wasn't really in uniform, the girl's perceptive nature already connected the dots as her mind was made; this person was a shinigami. The notions given weren't as obvious as the time she met her Shishou, but they were enough. In truth, a large portion of this conclusion was simply intuition, but the power displayed and sudden grasp of attributing lightning and the generated heroic ambiance? Somehow, that pointed to Shinigami. If Yuel was perhaps spiritually aware, she might have been able to properly discern this fact; for the time being, it had yet to be blatant fact. In spite of all these thoughts ran through within the span of a second, instantly her thoughts turned to the previous spectacle as she verbally spoke her mind.
"Ehh....? Why the... roar?"
Clearly, she wasn't taking this situation very seriously at the moment. After all, apparently she had the time of day to comment on the oddity of his empowering roar, that to her didn't really seem necessary. Unless, of course, it was needed to bring about the lightning that ran through his blade currently lodged between what was presumably the teeth of the gillian's mask. But with his subsequent comment urging her to run--with such brevity that it actually sounded cool--Yuel gathered about her wits once more and complied. Running away, she tried not to let the dripping substance falling from her crotch and wetting the floor noticeable , but given the colour of her dress it wasn't very effective. Nevertheless, her focus geared towards escape held true... for about ten seconds. Thinking back on it, there weren't many people that helped her. The few exceptions included the villagers of her hometown, her parents, her beloved shishou, and Touma who took her in when she had no shelter. All of these people held a very special place in her heart since they did what others could not. Now, what she felt for the mysterious man that saved her life just now couldn't really be described as affection; at most, she deeply appreciated the act. Besides, her stuff lied on the other side of the forest, her path blocked by the gillian. The alternative of making it all the way to the other side of the massive forest and retracing her steps back to Karakura was ridiculous; even if there was a foreboding presence behind her, Karakura Forest was still known to be riddled with the presence of hollows. Under no circumstances could she forage onward with the intention to live.
"So, then... what do I do?
The thought crossed her mind and sounded out from her mouth; as usual, Yuel spoke her mind without much reservation, especially in the event that she was alone. For the time being, she distanced herself from the gillian by about 40 metres ran over the course of some ten seconds. With the density of the trees, she couldn't even see the two spiritual beings from where she stood. But the noises that resounded easily told the situation. Meaning? It wasn't so simple for the man to hold off or kill the gillian. Unaware of the level of power he held, Yuel only found solace in an outlandish idea, produced from the gears in her mind running at overdrive as a result of panic. For her own sake and his, there had to be some way for her to contribute to the situation and alleviate the stress of combat. Yet, she was powerless, to the point of being the everso rare "spiritual inept". So, how could she help? What could she possibly do to contribute? Rummaging through the vast library of knowledge housed inside her mind, the girl sifted through memories searching for a solution. What were the spiritual inept? Humans who couldn't see--and under most circumstances interact--with spiritual beings. But, were they lacking in spiritual energy completely? Based on the fact that they could still be eaten by hollows, that didn't seem to be the case. Otherwise, her fear induced by the gillian would be entirely baseless, and such a concept only bred a bit of embarrassment. So in short, no; even the spiritual inept had some level of spiritual energy. Just not an amount significant enough to do anything. But what good did this information do?
"Aah... that's right.. Quincies?"
Speaking aloud only as these thoughts transpired in the span of only two seconds, now nearing 13 seconds after running away, Yuel connected some loose thoughts. The Quincies could often fight on par with shinigami or other beings, but the basic premise of their original abilities was not to use their own reiatsu as it typically couldn't compare with beings such as hollows or shinigami. Instead, they relied on the spiritual energy in their surroundings, drawn in by their own inherit abilities. Now, how could Yuel do that? As far as she was aware, Yuel wasn't a quincy.
"Uun... I don't... have to be?"
Now 14 seconds since she ran from the scene, Yuel connected further thoughts. In accordance with some of her research, demons were sometimes capable of using Demon Magic without actually using their own energies, but instead the energies collected by the seals riddled throughout their bodies. Their intentions only acted as a conduit of activation. Was that possible? For a human to use demon seals? Unless they had explicit knowledge of what these demon seals were, and probably access to demonic energy, it didn't seem so feasible; especially in her current place. But it didn't necessarily have to be demon seals, did it? Shinigami have something not so dissimilar; instead of seals, they used words. So basically, some intricate system simply had to be manipulated that could generate some effect. If anything, these systems could manifest something drawing power from pure spiritual energy. That seemed to be the basis of most techniques? Now the only thing left to do was actually drawing up her own system that could possibly manipulate. Unfortunately, even for someone as smart as her this would take some time. For the time being, the best course of action was to at least warn the man helping her from earlier. Assuming he was a spiritual being and her earlier deduction of him being a shinigami was correct, he had to be at least nearing a century old. That's usually how old even the younger spiritual beings were. And with that, Yuel took a deep breath and yelled out with all her heart, hoping that her words reached the man in combat with the gillian.
"NE, JII-SAN!!!! JUST HOLD OUT FOR A BIT MORE, OKAY?!!!"