"So, who wants to play first? I promise I'll be gentle~" Hoakita coos, dancing around Zangetsu's body, trailing the point of her frozen blade along his chest. Her slight dance concludes with her in front of Zangetsu with a hand and sword around the back of his neck and the other over his hand that clutches her by the waist. "My dear, why don't you and the boys go play for a white. I'd like to spend a little time with just me and the girls!" She says, emphasizing the last part by lunging out of Zangetsu's embrace and right at Hiyori. The petite soul reaper is frozen in fear and only watches as Hoakita closes the distance, slashing both blades down at her. Hiyori is only saved by the sword and scabbard of Lisa who parries the attack.

"I have half a mind to not bother with you all and just watch the cat fight." Zangetsu says, his nonchalant tone not dissimilar to Ichigo's more lackadaisical tone but the lax tone is laced with a sinister intent from the hollow. "Personally I wanna see them go for each other's clothes first. Would make for a more fun fight to watch." Zangetsu spins the long slender midnight black katana by the chain escaping the base of the handle.

"Great. Lisa isn't the only perverted vizard now." Kensei groans, drawing the ka-bar style zanpakuto from his boot, gripping it hard in a reverse grip. "I kind of agree with you though, but it seems your queen wants you to fight me. Question is how? Personally I'd settle for a game of chess and some Sake but I don't think you'd take me up on that offer."

"I'm an expert at all things war, while that idiot Ichigo is a fool and doesn't know the first thing about battle or tactics, I am an expert at it. After all, what am I and the old man to do all day but play war games. That boring old bastard never wants to fight and like I said, I've been needing a chance to stretch my legs." Zangetsu answers, letting go of the spinning chain and allowing his sword to be flung upwards, rotating rapidly as it does so. Gravity soon takes over once again and it falls back towards his hand, stopping at the tip of his index finger by the point of the blade. With a flick of his wrist he juggles the blade on his fingers bouncing it from pommel to point repeatedly.

"You're the hollow, why are you calling yourself Zangetsu if you know there's another spirit inside his inner world." Shinji questions causing the mask-covered man to turn to face the pharaoh masked soul reaper.

"The old man usurped my name, and took my place the day that Ichigo awakened his shinigami powers. The old man isn't his zanpakuto spirit, I am. I am Zangetsu, the old guy is just something he got from his mother. The old man never wanted us to become a shinigami, always wanted Ichigo to be weak and to stay out of spiritual affairs. But what he didn't know is that I know what he really is, what our dear mother was. Problem is, you idiots ruined any chance of me and Ichigo trusting each other and now I have to beat some sense into him." Zangetsu explains before catching the blade in his left hand. He points the katana towards Kensei and flexes his off hand at him twice as an issue of a challenge.

"Mono e Mono, just how I like it." Kensei's hollowfied voice rings with excitement as the militant vizard blitzes Zangetsu.

Kensei and Zangetsu clash blades hard enough to cause a shockwave from the impact of their blades. Stray bursts of reishi materialize and electrify sparking off the point of contact. Zangetsu grinning the entire time their blades are locked. Though the mask hides his expression, the sheer force behind this attack from Zangetsu is enough to unnerve Kensei slightly. Pumping his spirit energy into his sword Tachikaze. The blade is enveloped in an orb of white light before exploding on Zangetsu's blade sending the hollow careening backwards with slight smoke trailing off his shihakusho. The blast did little to leave lasting damage, but the now exposed hollow hole in what once was Ichigo's chest as well as the strange white flesh starting to metastasise from it is a clear indication of his regenerative capabilities. "Oh, you and I are going to be good friends. I actually felt that one." He grins even wider at the prospect of enjoying this battle. "But, two can play at that game." Zangetsu says before vanishing and slashing hard at Kensei from behind him. The buzzcut sporting captain manages to swing his small sword back fast enough to catch the bankai blade but Zangetsu merely places a hand against the onyx black steel and says the name of Ichigo's quintessential technique. "Getsuga Tensho." He declares, before the blade releases a massive explosion of black and red energy that encompasses the entirety of the open area between the rock formations.

The blast pushes Shinji, Rose and Love backwards and sends Mashiro flying. The resulting shockwave shook the entire seireitei, places as far away as the Shiba homestead felt tremors from the blast. When the light from the reishi explosion clears, the dust begins to settle revealing Zangetsu more hollowfied and Kensei bleeding profusely with the top half of his captain's robes completely obliterated. Zangetsu's left side of his body has become mostly hollowfied, the arm gripping the black sword is now bone white with red accent tattoos along the side of his bicep and under arm. His fingers have elongated and are now pointed with long white claws, his wrist framed by a ring of white fur. Along the hollow's shoulder sprout large spikes like shoulder pads as his body bulks up considerably. His foot has completely mutated now taking on a reptilian appearance with a large three toed foot with a gnarled ankle spur off the back of his leg. The mask covers almost two thirds of his face with a long singular bull's like horn protruding from the left temple. "I'm impressed you survived that, let's see if you can handle these." Zangetsu says, raising his hand bringing his index, thumb and middle fingers together an orb of glowing red energy begins to materialize on his fingertips.

On the other end of the battle field, Lisa is getting chased around the raised cliff structures in a deadly game of fox and hare as Hoakita's speed makes her almost invisible. Lisa barely catches sight of the vixen hollow themed soul reaper before having to raise her scabbard to catch a blade strike from Shirayuki or its counterpart. Hoakita herself is a blur of white and red sword swipes followed by strangely elegant streams of silk that follow the path of the deadly blades. The hollow using Rukia's own sword just as well if nor even more proficiently as she does, using the long flowing silk as a means to both distract her opponent but gain a significant reach by twirling through attacks holding the weapon by the silk tail rather than the handle. With Lisa bouncing off a raised pillar and darting backwards, the spinning blade of Chimamire splits the ground just a fraction of a second after Lisa's foot touches the rock. The sheer force of the strike is enough to shatter the stone pillar leaving the hollow mid air, upside down and facing where she struck the ground. "Damn she's fast." Lisa says managing to stop for a brief moment between onslaughts from Hoakita. Her breath racing and her heart pounding in her chest, the expenditure of reishi in order to constantly flash step out of the way is causing her body to feel the symptoms of extreme fatigue. She feels as if she climbed half way up mount everest in the mere seconds it's been since their fight has begun. Her body was covered with knicks and cuts from where she barely managed to evade the swipes from both blades of Hoakita. Her short skirt shihakusho has been diced and shredded exposing both skin and wounds.

"Hiyori talked all high and mighty of herself. Talking down to us saying that we were pathetic, an unranked seat and we weren't worth her time... well are we worth your time now? Are we strong enough now? So much for tha..." Hoakita trails off, stopping mid sentence and staring off into space. Her facial expressions going blank as she just stares at Lisa.

"Smash: Haguro Tonbo." Lisa declares, slamming the pommel of her sword against the opening of her scabbard. The two pieces of her weapon fusing together and beginning to grow as she spins them rapidly over her head. When the blade has finished awakening, Lisa stands in a defensive position wielding a massive pole arm with the blade of a monk's spade. Using the sudden lull in the battle to her advantage and releasing her shikai.

"Seems like the queen is going to have a bit of a chat with Rukes." Zangetsu says, lowering his hand from charging the cero, letting the reishi dissipate and return to him. "The king has been ringing me non stop since I came to play. Looks like the warm up round is over. Time for the main event." He says before stabbing the sword into the ground and sitting cross legged in front of it. "If you'll excuse me, I have an audience with the king to attend." He says before curling the large lizard-like tail around his legs, entering a somewhat meditative pose and slipping into Ichigo's inner world.

"Hachi!" Shinji shouts, the use of his name being the only indication of the order. The large master of kido responds by rapidly snapping his fingers creating a series of massive cube fortresses around the two hollows.

From behind the painted elephant hollow mask, Hachi's voice echoes out speaking the incantation command for the bakudo spell. "Walls of iron sand, a priestly pagoda, glowing ironclad fireflies. Standing upright, silent to the end. Bakudo number 75, twin cast, Gochutekkan." He firmly speaks, he clasps his large hands together and brings them down to the ground in front of him. A couple feet away from each hand, a lineless pentagon of light forms before vanishing.

The same lights reappear and spark in violent magnesium-like discharges of reishi as from the spell, two sets of five massive iron pillars fall on top of both Ichigo and Rukia's hollowfying bodies. Rukia's body is instantly forced to lay flat on her back as the massive pillars restrain her movement with their weight, a pillar in the center of her chest, on both arms and legs. The same pillars manifest above Ichigo's body and fall in the same spot, forcing his crouched position to lie on his stomach as a pillar finds its mark in the center of his shoulder blades then on his wrists and ankles. Neither hollow acknowledges the kido restraining them instead stare blankly at each other, luckily having been restrained in a position where they're facing one another. "Might as well get Tessai and Urahara in here to help with the restraints. Those two are dangerous." Shinji says relinquishing his mask. From his pocket he produces a soul pager and calls both Urahara and Tessai. "Yo, get down to Yoruichi's place. We have the situation stopped for the moment but we'll need you two to help keep them restrained. They're both under the level 75 seal but I don't know how long it will hold them for." Shinji explains before taking a breath of relief. The drowning amount of spiritual pressure has been quelled for the moment. "Now it's up to those two." He says before turning to Hiyori. "You alright?"

"No." She says in a shaky voice, the past ten minutes of combat having felt like an eternity for the tomboyish soul reaper.

"You got cocky, and you underestimated just how strong her hollow was." Shinji scolds. "That hollow inside the Kuchiki princess has been feeding on Kisuke's hogyoku for over four months. Even he isn't sure how strong she is, though if his theory is right. She is strong enough to rule Hueco Mundo as the strongest Vasto Lorde to ever exist, and ever will exist."

The lush boreal forest that expands seemingly forever, is normally filled with life. The woods she and the other kids in the Rukon districts would play in when they were little is what comprises Rukia's inner world. The forest terrain shifting from the evergreen trees that stand high above, are framed by tall mountains that scrape the cloud-covered frigid sky. The seasons here fluctuate with Rukia's mood and state of mind. Normally this forest would be teaming with life, on a beautiful cloudless and chilly day. Other times it is blanketed with snow, gently laying on the trees and on the lush grass beneath her feet. When she's dealing with inner turmoil, the harshest blizzards rip through the giant trees that dot cover the landscape. Something was always happening in here, whether its her memories that exist as animals that live in the inner world, or the movement of the wind, and even snowfall. A perfect place for her to come and train, an environment perfectly made for her powers, so peaceful and beautiful just like her zanpakuto. However, it had never been this quiet before no rabbits, foxes, elk, deer, birds or any living thing was nearby. The forest is only ever silent when a predator is near.

"This is the first time we get to see each other face to face, Queen." Hoakita greets, the reflection greets looking at Rukia from inside a clearing in the forest of Rukia's inner world. The hollow woman is seated on the stump of a long dead tree, mushrooms and flowers that dotted the clearing having been covered with a layer of red ice. The hollow version of her is her exact opposite, her robes are inverted being white like a bride, her sword a deep crimson contrasting Rukia's blue blade. Her skin as white as the snow that blankets the world at times when Rukia is at her most content. Her eyes black and gold, her hair as white as a bride's veil. "It's like looking in a mirror."

"What did you do?" Rukia asks, already in a standoffish tone but Hoakita just laughs.

"I didn't kill the bitch if that's what you want to know. I did have a bit of a warm-up match against Lisa. She is fun." Hoakita answers, drawing the crimson version of Sode no Shirayuki from a scabbard that sits across her lap. Once the blade is free from its sheath, Hoakita raises it to her mouth and slowly draws it along her tongue tasting the cold steel. "I take it you're not here for a chat are you?"

"I'm here for my body back, and for your power." Rukia answers.

"You remember our agreement? Show me power I can respect, Show me power that will give you respect and I will remain the chariot that draws you into battle. Should you fail, you will be the chariot as I'll become the queen." Hoakita reminds her.

"I know." Rukia responds, drawing her sword and immediately releasing her shikai. Hoakita smiles widely, she stabs her sword into the ground and pushes herself up. She wraps her fingers in the red and white silk of her sword before yanking it to her hand and spinning it.

"This will be fun." Hoakita smiles before lunging at Rukia.