@crisalidas
The garganta closes behind Kenpachi as he takes those first few steps back into the porcelain sands of the barren realm of Hueco Mundo. Winds make his black, spiked hair dance about as he walks towards a spot he knows all too well. Near the ruins of Las Noches, he sees someone on the horizon walking towards him as well. A smile spreads across his face, grinning in anticipation.
He knows what’s coming. This dance has been done before, continued on again and again between the two opponents. It always picks up where they left off, an endless spiral of battle with no victor. This is what Kenpachi has always wanted. Unsheathing his weapon as his worthy opponent walks into view, he starts to speak.
“...you get the first hit, same as always.”
Kenpachi rests his weapon on his shoulder, his guard down, his smile unflinching. His anticipation can be felt in the air, in the earth, as the weight of his reiatsu sharpens the air and starts to crack the ground. The suspense always kills him... Attack already!











