This would be something that Henrex would come to enjoy. As time continued to pass, that would be the one thing that would be plaguing his mind, but it was a good thought to have in the mind. Even if it was no longer his physical strength alone that was powering him onward. Soon, needed aspects of the body simply became little thoughts in the back of his mind. Hunger, thirst, all of it was simply nothing while his mind was in this state of being. He had even severed the mental connection between the two. There was not really much of a point to keep it there, as there was already enough of a horde in Mirja's mind as is.
So, the male now remained with his mind uttering not even a whisper from neither his alternate persona, Chiya, or thoughts in general. His entire mind had gone blank. Well, there was still one thought that still remained in his head. That would be his curiosity of the strange specs of color that he had seen, and they were currently closing in on. Fueling more and more energy into his body, the male continued to go at the same pace as he had been for so long now. As his head tilted upwards slightly, he could see that the sun had began to set. How long had they been out there? A few hours? No, it had to be a lot longer than that. Ten hours, at max.
With his abnormally good memory, he quickly thought back on everything around him when he had shown up to her little coffee shop. Specifically, if she had a clock in that place. As his mind searched the mental recreation of an image of the shop, he soon remembered the time, and was pretty impressed with how long and how far they had been running. It had been ten hours. As he turned his head to the right to see how Mirja was holding up -- most likely perfectly fine, he didn't see her. His head moved from side to side, before focusing itself forward, and seeing that she had shot forward, even faster than she had been before.
It seemed that this place was where they were going. And so, Henrex's body kicked itself into gear, and his body shot off as well. Not as fast as Mirja was going, but it was still faster than he had been. As he closed in, he began to slow down so that he could tune himself back into the sound of the world. As he did, he heard Mirja yell for him not to kill the girls, but yet everyone, and most likely everything else was fair game. Why not the girls? A moment of confusion settled over the mind of Henrex, and he simply decided to go for it. First, he would wipe out a portion of what currently stood in his way with a single swipe.
The hand that grasped the sword moved back to his side, sliding the steel of his Zanpakuto back into the sheath. As his eyes closed, his hand still remained tightly gripped around the handle of the weapon. He was prepared for what would come next. Just as his body began to move past everything that was heading towards him, his hand went into action, ripping the sword from the sheath, and the sound of metal scraping against wood screamed outwards, and Henrex's body would soon come to an immediate halt, and the sword would be sheathed once again.
The moment that this happened, quite a few of the people that had been in his way before were now laying on the ground, either cleaved entirely in half, or choking on their own blood from how precise and quick that one single slash had been issued from the blade of Henrex Astillon's Zanpakuto. Iaido, the sword style he found himself using to initiate, and conclude a quick fight between someone. As his eye slid open, he heard the screams of people, screaming the words Devil Wolf, The Demon Wolf, and so on. That was something that Henrex found interesting. She knew of where this place had been before they actually set off, and these people knew of her.
This was something that he would have to get information out of when they got back from this little training session/mission. So, the male's eye slowly slid open, revealing the strange design of the orb that resided in the socket of his eye. His body immediately began moving, something like a "combat mode" activating in the mind of the Raven, with the seal of his wings on his back shattering, and spreading wide, and him taking to the air. The sound of a roar is what caught his attention. A large...beast stomped it's way towards Mirja, and punching her with it's massive, meaty fist. Sending her flying, Henrex's body began to flash step in response.
Quickly using his energy to swap the appearance and power of his Zanpakuto, Henrex would now be seen using the two tonfa that he had planned to use before they had set off on this escapade. The power of his Zanpakuto would be split in half, with each tonfa holding a half of the original power of Chiya. But, this would not be the only thing he would be doing with his energy. As Mirja went flying, she would soon find herself impacting a Master level barrier that would halt her movement, and causing her to fall directly downward to another Master level barrier, breaking her fall. Both barriers would feel as soft and light as feathers, and Mirja would most likely not sustain any damage from them.
Leaping into action, Henrex would begin the attack on the strange giant that had seemingly come out of nowhere. The first thing that it would register would be the multitude of insanely fast strikes that would strike at the freak's midsection. With the amount of power that was both in Henrex's arms, and the power that Chiya was placing into the two weapons, the Troll would find itself suffering from broken bones and torn muscle, as well as a large amount of severe bleeding from the second round of attacks. As he finished his first assault, his wings would bring him upwards, and the weapon that he held would now change.
Merging back into one, and increasing in both size and mass, the tonfa that had been in his hands now was a single, giant, cavemen-styled club -- albeit much, much larger. Heaving the new massive weapon over his head, Henrex would bring this item down on the Troll's skull, aiming to break the overgrown thickness that was the bone in it's head. If this connected, it could be possible that the Troll would be in an unbelievable amount of pain from all that had happened, and the aftermath. The effects of this attack would lead to multiple chips of bone being lodged into the skull of this beast, and a very large headache that would take more than just some Tylenol to get rid of.
Breaking off the connection with the club and the beast's head, Henrex would allow himself to quickly drop to the ground, before zipping away with Flash Step, a small grin appearing onto his face as his Zanpakuto changed form once again. Reducing drastically in size, the previous massive item would change itself into six, six-star throwing weapons. More commonly known among the ninja as shuriken. Three people began to rush him, dressed from head to toe in pitch riot gear. As they grew near, Henrex's body would instinctively flip upwards, before flicking his arms outward, sending the shuriken flying towards them. They most likely wouldn't end up penetrating that armor that they had, but the form that they held was not the most deadly part of them.
As his connection with his energy immediately took hold, the shuriken that he had thrown would change their form from the small and seemingly harmless weapons that they had take before, now large spikes that would impale and most likely end up murdering the three who had been foolish enough to rush him. As he soon landed on the ground, he turned around the see who else was there, he seriously screwed up. As he turned around, he found himself face to face with a dagger that would end up thrusting into his left eye. While he already couldn't see out of that eye, it didn't mean that it didn't surprise him, or that it wasn't painful.
Blood spewed from his eye, and his hands shot to the new wound, and he screamed in pain, his other eye closing for a moment. The color of red seeped into the palm of his hand, and leaked from the cracks in between his fingers. His eye shot open, and rage fueled his body.
His hands lowered from the now empty socket of his eye, lowering to his side, before clenching tight. His other eye snapped open, and the next events would only be able to be described as destructive. Henrex's energy was very well tied to his emotions, and when he was angry, there was one of two reactions. Lightning, or fire. This was something that had recently been discovered by Henrex, which had lead to him making sure to keep his emotions in check. But, this was a time where he was too angry to do so. So, sparks of black and purple electricity would begin to shine from both of his hands, before they would rise from his sides, and point towards the air.
As his hands remained in the air, Henrex's eye glared at his enemy, before a large orb of black energy would form itself into the air, with sparks flying from it. His locked mouth would slowly part, before releasing five words, which would spell out the death of the one who had gouged out his eye."Get out of my sight."
As soon as these words were said, the orb above his head would instantly begin shifting and changing it's form, eventually becoming the shape and size of an immensely large dragon, before it would charge down towards it's target. The moment that it would touch the ground, it's form would change into that of a large pillar that would send down electricity throughout that area. If they were to be hit by this, it would result in the practical absolute incineration of the receiver of this powerful move. It was something that would be very hard to receive this without being severely injured. This move was something that had the potential of putting even the best Hierro to shame.
As his body began to recover from using such a large amount of energy, there was one factor that was already working on combining with something else to replace what had been lost. His demon energy, and his spiritual energy quickly began to work on repairing his left eye. But, this time, it would be more than just a dead eye that would remain in the socket. As it slowly regenerated, there would be several noticeable differences from the other. Instead of just a simple grey and white combo, this one would be purely grey color, with black ripples along the eye. Six markings resided near the pupil, with three being just about touching the iris.
Heavy, exhausted breaths came from the mouth of the Raven as he glared at whatever stood in front of him. His wings began to spread once again, and his Zanpakuto reformed into the shape of the twin tonfa from before once again. Three more of those riot gear men ran towards him with their weapons drawn, Henrex crouched down slightly, before flash stepping forwards, and releasing ten precise strikes to various locations on the body, not caring what kind of damage they did, before immediately twisting around with a new weapon generated from his ability to freely manipulate his Zanpakuto in any way that he chose: a single naginata. Twirling the spear-like weapon above his head, the blade swiftly came down, cleaving through the three minion's armor as if it were butter.
Then, three more attacks would be issued from the male's weapon, attacking the heads, arms, and midsections of the Perfectus that stood in front of him, which would aim to cleave their heads, arms, and chests off of their bodies. Quickly turning his wrist, and twirling his fingers, the naginata spun in his hand, before he allow his arm to drop back to his side, returning to the standard form of a katana. Now, it was their turn to respond to what he had just done.
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