"It's time." Muramasa walked slowly out into the cave.
The zanpakuto let out a large celebratory cheer, and everyone surged to their feet.
"Where are we going?" Akuma asked, following Kazeshini out of the cave.
"The Seireitei." He replied with a grin.
"Muramasa-sama has not explained to you the plan, has he?" A man in a samurai's regalia asked, a snarling mask over his face.
"No. You are?" Akuma raised a delicate eyebrow.
"Senbonzakura." The male nodded to her. "We are to give a small demonstration of power to the Shinigami."
"Oh. Fun~!" She laughed, cracking her neck.
"Senbonzakura-sama," Sode no Shirayuki glided forward. "You need not waste time with such filth."
"Who me?" Akuma feigned innocence. "Have you looked in a mirror lately, Prissy Pants?"
"I have told you once before; I am neither prissy, nor wearing pants." The white-haired woman frowned.
"Sure, sure." Akuma waved it off. "So, what's everyone's name?"
"You know myself, Sode no Shirayuki, Rotasukonran, Nameless One, Muramasa-sama, and Kazeshini." Senbonzakura nodded to the mentioned zanpakuto. "The one with the slab of rock on his back is Wabisuke."
Akuma glanced over at the greasy man, and he gazed back with sad eyes. In his left hand he held a large ball on a chain, which was propped on his shoulder.
"The little yellow one is Suzumebachi. The neko-onna is Haineko, and the small girl in holding the bells is Tobiume."
Akuma glanced at the three bickering girls.
"The two chained together, the snake and the monkey, they are Zabimaru."
"The fat one is Gegetsuburi, and the thin one with the stick is Gonryomaru." Kazeshini pointed.
"That is Hozukimaru." Senbonzakura pointed a the large oni-like man with dark brown skin and long messy orange hair.
"And that is Ruri-iro Kujaku." Senbonzakura motioned to the harpy-man, with blue-green wings on his forearms and hands. His head was wrapped in bandages, and two long strands of his blue hair framed his face. On the back of his head were orange feathers, and his legs were covered in green feathers.