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Jericho just sighed as Calma leaped into action. She destroyed the Hollow fairly quickly, with just one blow. No surprise there, the only thing that stood any kind of a chance to an Arrancar would be a Vasto Lorde, and even then, Jericho used to be one. Calma was kind enough to break the soul in half and give it to him. Jericho caught it and gave her a nod in thanks. It seemed another Shinigami had joined the other and had activated his Shikai. They were flaming kunckles. They say that a Shinigami's Zanpoktou is a reflection of their true selves, this one must be blunt with a fiery passion. Odd how well that fit. That one didn't seem to notice how in trouble they truly were. The other one though, the one Calma wanted to kill, he seemed to know that he was screwed. Calma began slowly turning into the devious little moster she was when she fought. In all honesty, he liked that side of her, it was refreshing compared to the usual Calma.

The other Shinigami seemed ot now want to talk, realizing maybe a bit more that he was out of his league. "Calma, did you hear that? All they want to do is kill Hollow's? I don't think they know what we are." With that, Jericho stepped out of his Gigai, eyes closed. He then popped the soul into his mouth and ate it. He then opened his eyes, revealing his Hollow eyes. "I'm Jericho Corvus, and we are......essentially, Hollows." He then released about 25% of his reiatsu. He had killed lesser Hollows just by doing this before. He just wanted to show them they were out of their league and that they should not resist. "Don't worry though, I won't fight you. I wouldn't insult Calma like that, offering help where she clearly didn't need it. So......the next move is yours."