Sage Genesis Vs Sev

The air ran sweet with the smell of blood, as it passed long through the thick clouds of grey and across the glowing hue of the moon. The night sky was a pitch black ocean, peering out to the horizen as far as the eye can see. The stars were covered up by the thick clouds which drifted along lazily in the sky. It was quiet, yet held an ominous flow through the mist in the air. Falling below the horizen a silhouetted background came into view, the city not so far off in the distance as a black outline to the rather peacefull little town. it was a quiet neighborhood, most of the houses were similar if not completely the same and they were stacked side by side on each strip of sidewalk. With telephone poles evenly spaced down the street and street lamps placed evenly as well, they gave off an orange hue like the spot light for a dancer, tinting the streets and the nearby houses in this bronze light.

With the fresh smell of blood, he sensed the nearby patrol fade away, the spiritual energy they held simply vanished. he was in a nearby sector, only a shunpo away. The captain was in mid air, high above the sky of karakura town, looking down at the sector with a birds eye view, dressed in the normal haori, a white long coat, with the sleeves tied tight to be more form fitting as well as the waist. His hands were covered in bandages, from the middle of the finger up to his form arm, though most hidden by the sleeves of his captains uniform. His hair hung to his shoulders, witch held a deep silver tint, glowing even brighter beneath the moon light. The only other piece of clothign he had was a spirit eater, a blindfold wrapped around his eyes to keep the world blind. He noticed the slight increase in spirit pressure and the malice intent and rushed to the spot, inticed by the engulfing flames spreading from building to building.

With a sense of urgency he flew through the clouds straight down to release a small surge of spirit pressure enough to completely snuff out the flames. He did this all at once his hands came together in a prayer like stance then he bolted his right one forward then down as if erecting a barrier he destroyed the last of the flames, the houses nearly destroyed. he spun to see a man sitting on the roof of a house, two bodies lay dead ebfore him, covered in blood."You did this. You will pay." he kept his spirit pressure decievingly low, still in the air he opened his form, his left leg back, and the right one forward in a stable stance, his left arm came out in a fist, as did the right one, but stayed back next to his chest. A fiery blue light engulfed his hands, spirit energy slowly building up around his hands and feet, which were all bandaged. He pulled his arm back, the hand which started with a simple blue outlining turn instantly into a large orb, the size of a soccerball spiraling around his fist as he did a straight jab forward and launched the attack, sending it outward with a small shockwave leaving his knuckles. If it hit, the blast could easily destroy several houses nearly two on each side of the center and two infront and backl. He took up the same stance and waited to see the hit.

With an all but emotionless face, the captain didnt flinch. The singular sphere wasn't much more than a single punch with outward force. He kept a blank slate as the espada disappeared, using their own technique no less, but when he reappeared his body was already turned, his head facing to the espada. He felt the build up of energy burning off the espada's swords then a much stronger force get expelled from that source. Without much effort he flew back just a few inches enough to graze the air around the first attack. He could almost watch the blade of fire pass by him, narrowly dodging it. The second wave was close by, close enough to be forced to block. His right arm raised, glowing in deceptive reiatsu as the sparks of clashing came together, the reiatsu around his arm was cutting through the attack in miliseconds but then before it could explode he flung his arm off to the sky, sending the wave off in a blaze of glory much like fireworks. This all happened in nearly a blink of the eye, clashing with the attack then sending it off, he elft time for the third which was a simple body twist, the blade passed right by him, even the smallest tap would reveal an invisible shield of reiatsu as it slipped passed him. He flung his palm to the ground, sending enough spirit energy to cancle both blasts, using his reiatsu to encase the radius of both blasts and containing their exploions."I have "seen" that move now... it wont work twice... Now tell me if you've heard this. Its a poem I've made. I hope you enjoy it." He relaxed his stance, his hands clasped together as he prepared himself.

"Walls of iron sand, a priestly pagoda, glowing ironclad fireflies...." As he spoke a yellow light slowly escaped his fingers, like small flowers growing with a closed bud, they rose they swirled and swayed around his fingers, then quickly as a lotus in bloom the five yellow orbs of light rose as a halo around his clasped hands, he brought both hands above him, then slammed both palms to the ground like a hammer."Standing upright, silent to the end." As his hands came down a mass of energy swirled about him, rising like a funnel of air, lighting riveting off of his hands. Above the espadas head, far above, in the moons beautiful light another glow appeared, radiating off of her edges from it shadows began to drop; Five enormously wide and thick pillars dropped almost instantly, each one the size of a human torso, the pillars are connected by chains at each roof, and would bind the target to the ground if hit. They weren't more than 3 meter's which is 9 feet above him and theyre extreme weight would bring them down with hardly any time to react.

This wasnt the end, the pillars were a distraction, or rather they helped play into this part of the attack. Directly after the spell, he placed his hands at his sides, then slowly bent them evenly parallel to his waist. His hands were fists as he opened his legs and began to charge his next move. His palm was now glowing with energy, like a flame it began to rise higher and higher, then forming into a ball of spirit energy, a perfect spiral as his hand was the searing white center. Creeping forward the energy began to rise, spiraling like a tornado of spirit pressure, then all at once he sunk this energy into his fist, in one punch he would expel it all in a single vaccum of explosive force. His fist returned to normal, he had all of that power condensed into the buntside of his knuckles. He counted on the pillars to bring the esapada down and as he was falling he would unleash this straight into his head, and watch the gibbing. Now he just had to wait and see what would happen. Hopefully the espada was focusing on his palm and the build up of energy, it was actually a captain level type of spirit pressure, enough to bring a Lt to their knees.