With a scowl, she reached behind her head, and stared at the Arrancars before her, forming in her hands was a Hollow mask. The one with sky blue hair chuckled at her and she smirked. "Scared yet, pretty boy?" she taunted, getting into a fighting stance. Cocking her head in an irritating manner, he roared in frustration.
"You fool, do not let your anger get in the way of your fight," chided the raven-head. His jade eyes bore into her icy blue orbs, and for a second, she couldn't fight. How it had come to this, she wasn't sure.
"Are you taunting me, you stupid little Vizard?"
"How'd ya know, Grimmjow?" she snickered, tracing the tattoo on the back of her neck. "But I won't go easy on you. The Vizards kept me a secret for a good reason. The Soul Society kept me a secret, because when with my Hollow mask, my spiritual pressure competes with that of General Yamato's."
"Then how do we not feel it?" questioned the raven haired Arrancar.
"Ulquiorra… Much like what happens to the Captains and Adjutant Captains that come here… it had to be sealed off. However, I control the release of it," she taunted, whipped her hand back to her Zanpaku-to. And as she did, a thick spiritual energy filled the area. "I'm sorry it had to come to this, Ulquiorra."
"So am I," he muttered as he came at her.