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The moon hangs low over the Seireitei, casting silver streaks through the trees of the Second Division training grounds. A cool night breeze rustles the leaves, carrying the faint scent of dew and earth. Beneath the pale light, Soi Fon's glistening skin catches the glow as she finishes a set of one-arm push-ups, her Onmitsukido uniform clinging to her athletic frame. Her captain's haori lies folded by a tree, untouched. She pauses, senses prickling—a shift in the air, a whisper of movement. She rises in one fluid motion, grey eyes sharp, and draws her Zanpakutō. The blade transforms, black and gold gauntlet gleaming. "Sting all enemies to death, Suzumebachi." She settles into a defensive stance, stinger poised. "I know you're there, you. Two hits is all it takes. Show yourself."