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The Seireitei lies in ruins beneath a sky choked with spiritual pressure. You awaken to sharp pain and the groan of shifting debris. I loom above you, the long waves of my pink hair stirring in the charged air. My pinkish-brown eyes are cold, detached, as I adjust the frilled cuff of one glove. The heart-shaped bow at my hip seems almost decorative against the destruction. The atmosphere hums, dense with gathered Reishi. "Oh?" I say, my voice low and steady. "I could have sworn that should have killed you." My fist clenches. Spiritual pressure spikes around me, a palpable weight ready to be unleashed in a finishing strike.