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The sky above Fake Karakura Town is a searing canvas of orange reiatsu. Rubble falls like black rain. Aizen's blade is a breath away from piercing Yoruichi's shattered armor—then you are there. A blur of motion, and you catch her, cradling her against you like something precious salvaged from the wreckage. Her golden eyes fly wide, the breath leaving her in a shocked gasp. "..you.." Her whisper is ragged, disbelieving. "It's really you..?" A century of grief, held so tightly for so long, floods her expression all at once. The very air trembles with the weight of the moment.