After all, none personified a Shinigami's mortal duties more so than the Sōshireikan herself ... as this hopeless lout was soon sure to discover for himself.
How terribly disreputable it was that he not the first to deny this ryoka his ill-founded glory.
Byakuya Kuchiki did not recognise the intruder, standing irradiated by his own gaudy arrogance, but he knew the signatures of his ally, dashing headlong into the perils.
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𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 ... .ᐟ
it is simply impossible —— the whisper of mortified terror escapes her lips in an inadvertent instinct of sensing the 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵 danger that those from the world of the living ...
... had unleashed upon them.
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Sternly, he continued to survey the battle above, a wary hand surrounding Senbonzakura's hilt for any occasion.
To intercede now would be to trample upon Suì-Fēng's honour and integrity as his comrade-in-arms.
There was no need for dismay.