Breathing with difficulty she hunches over. The enemy dissipates and scatters in the wind from the fatal wound that she had inflicted on it. The arena is stained red from her blood that continues to leak out of her with seemingly no end. Her eyes glance up to the spectators, but the fire that was once there has been extinguished. One man watches her intently. He sees her shaking body and the blood soaked clothes; he sees her turn towards the hollow that enters the arena, expecting to see the animation she displays in battle. Yet she was the opposite- she was lifeless. She no longer fought to protect, which was what made watching her so entertaining, but with a dull drive to simply destroy whatever is in front of her. He watches as she's thrown into the wall. His eyes widen as she falls to her knees. In a flash he is down in the arena in front of her, his companions following. A cloud of dust lifts into the air as the hollow he cut down falls.
"Get up." his words are as emotionless as he is. She looks up at him in what one would expect to be anger. He is taken back when he sees her expressionless eyes. She tries to wipe some blood off her chin but she can't raise her hand. "I said-" he stops himself as he hears the snap. All eyes turn towards the girl who trembles as she watches the crack spread along the silver blade. Unceremoniously it falls to the ground as shards of what once was Niricame.
"I told you Aizen, she has long passed her usefulness." Aizen doesn't react to the words. He sends her his trademark smile while advancing on her.
"Gin, take those two back." As he gives his orders his eyes never leave the battered girl.
"Why do you continue to invest time in her? Kari is obviously done."
"Ichimaru, how foolish are you? She will always be useful to us." He glances at his comrade out of the corner of his eye. The threatening calmness that always surrounds him is apparent in the look. Giving in, Gin herds the two terrified and crying children out of arena to their room. Aizen leans down to eye level and Kari lifts her head to meet his gaze. "You will always be useful. You will be useful until the day your heart stops beating.
