And Justice For All....(Leon)

[Sven Delacroix]

Sven was still fuming a bit over his recent humiliation at the hands of a Shinigami Captain, but it would slowly go away in time. The binding kido had broken and the numbing effects of the other Captain's bankai had faded, in addition to Sven's energy returning to him. Now he was just taking out his frustration on whoever was in his way. this time it just happened to be three Shinigami scouts. He had already felled two of them on the bridge, as evident by the corpse garbed in black drifting in the calm river waters. Two more Shinigami were at his feet, pleading for their lives, groveling as though it could save them. Sven was somewhat amused at this behavior, for it was a vaguely familiar feeling to him.

"Tell me, why should I save either one of you when you have been slaughtering my kin without mercy for all these years. Bunch of hypocrites, if you ask me. I have no need for such impudent aku..."

Sven raised his left hand, gently taking the white glove off, as his lips muttered the word, Cero. In a flash of light and blasting of rubble, two more bodies floated lazily in the serene water of the river, as Sven made his way over to them, bringing his face next to the battered faces of the Shinigami as he sucked up their spirits, leaving naught but the bloody hue in the water when he finished, the bodies now gone.

Pulling himself back up, he looked around at the surrounding environment, surrounded by trees. He had no worry of an ambush, for they couldn't tell he was a Hollow unless they had just witnessed his feeding. His white cloak concealed the 4 emblazoned on his chest in addition to his bony shoulder plates and his baggy pants seemed typical of any human. He was even careful as to dim his reiatsu down to the level of one of the spiritually aware as his feet drug lazily towards the bridge, hoping to find someone who would entertain him.

[raavin]

"May God have mercy upon du, und may he forgive Ich, because Ich wont." The Exorcist spoke as he guided his blade through the heart of a human who's power while perhaps hidden had laid claim to be self evident. In truth the Human was almost powerless, yet this strand of fate had been hidden from the Exorcist and it was purely by coincidence that the Exorcist found himself in the midst of power. The human claimed he was all powerful in that he could raise a demon from the pits of hell itself to do damage to those whom he did not agree with, and likewise in his toying around he'd had the unfortunate timing in preforming his "ritual" just as quiet a powerful demon arose. However The Exorcist didn't joke around, and if there was even the slightest chance that the arrival of this new unholy powerful demon and the pseudo-human's ritual were connected the Exorcist couldn't risk either.

When in training to become an Exorcist it was a widely believed "fact" that if you killed a summoner usually their summon would disappear without a bind to the material world. The Exorcist had no reason to believe that this human's power was the true reason this demon was summoned however, he had no reason to believe this man was truly possessed. However the Exorcist did know he'd invoked evil, and the only positive solution, the only worthy judge of such an evil act was God himself, and so the Exorcist sent the evil man onto him. However the demon whom he'd called hadn't vanished and his power was such that it didn't take long for the Exorcist to track him down, finding three butchered Shinigami at its feet. The Exorcist was getting used to calling them Shinigami, though in his language they were more often referred to as "Reapers".

"Demon the power du hold ist gross. However Ich have killed the man who summoned Du and it shall be greatly weakened. Ich shall return du to the void from where du came." The Exorcist spoke as he drew his blade once again, the blood from his last victim not even run cool. The Exorcist believed that as the pure and holy one of the two he would be favored, and so he didn't have hesitation or fear when engaging them. This demon's power was strong, yet the Exorcist would fight him, and with the good graces of God he would send him back into the void.

[Sven Delacroix]

Sven turned his head to look towards the man who had just shouted at him in an unusual accent, his hands buried deep in his pockets. He seemed unconcerned as he gauged the cloaked man's power levels with Pesquisa, then deciding he would be sufficient for a laugh or two at least, his voice rang through the air, deep and seemingly omniscient, but rather relaxed for being targeted by a simple hitman.

"Hmm, so you can see me?" Sven smiled halfheartedly at the exorcist as he continued,impressed at the fact that this human was stronger than the others. "Well, it's a start, but you're rather foolish if you think you can take on an arrancar with your current power. You have courage, I'll give you that much, but no need to be so reckless, kimyōna."

However, as Sven's eyes trailed towards the man's shrouded features,trying to make out what was on the man's mind. "I would go back to Hueco Mundo, but my orders are to remain in this pungent town until we're done." Sven then let out a loud sigh as he continued, shaking his head in the process. "It's not like anything I say is going to change your mind, is it? Very well, come at me with everything you have. I'll show you the difference in our power."

Sven was just toying with the man, but he was curious as to the origin of the human's reiatsu. He will let the man have the first swing, his fingers still buried deep in his pockets, not even bothering to make an effort to move even the slightest.

[raavin]

As the demon spoke, the exorcist was only reminded that the demons were all quiet arrogant. Here it was believing that it had some type of superiority over the Exorcist merely because it had been called into existence by another. Granted the demon had continued to exist once The Exorcist had sent the summoner onto hell ahead of him, however the Exorcist didn't believe that this was much of an issue, for if there was an issue at all it was that this Demon believed itself to be strong due to its slaughter of the Reapers. The Exorcist however rejected this as a show of strength as one whom had never really believed that the Reapers possessed the strength they believed they'd had.

Upon hearing the challenge from the Demon, the Exorcist simply smiled. He had no reason to prove himself to the Demon, for he was a child of the Shwarz Garde, the chosen guardians of the Fatherland. The Exorcist moved in quickly with a simply attack, made to test the reflexes of the demon, a slash towards its chest. The Exorcist however held back remembering his teachings, never slay a demon with a mortal weapon, for doing so would allow it control over your body as its soul fled its physical form into the human who would be its new host.

[Sven Delacroix]

Sven simply flashed that same unwavering stoic smile of his as the man charged at him so recklessly. Hands still deep in his pockets, Sven readjusted his posture, moving his left foot back, his frame pulling backwards as his right foot followed the other. This small motion was just enough for the blade to swing just inches away from his chest, the breeze could clearly be felt upon the blade rushing by in front of him. It was mediocre at best, and it could slay some weaker Hollows, but he was no longer a mere Hollow anymore. Evolution had furthered his design.

Sven lips began to move, a calm voice ensuing from them, devoid of any real emotion. "If you're going to attack, at least put some effort behind your blows. They are rather sluggish. If all it takes is a step backwards to avoid it, then you aren't even worth my patience."

This was the first human Sven had came across with reiatsu, so he wanted to see how well the human could fare, Sven wanted to see the full power of this individual who obviously harbored a great hatred for his kindred, for a reason unbenounced to him. Yet he was very familiar with that emotion called rage as it had once consumed his existence. That was another trait that had struck itself as appealing. If this human showed future potential, he would simply play with the man, if there was no such spark, Sven would kill him off and devour him as he had done to many before. Yet his curiosity was still looming. He would play a little longer.

[raavin]

"My apologies, its is known when a demon's summoner is killed the demon gets weaker. Ich killed diene summoner not too long ago." The Exorcist remarked before retorting with something harder to dodge. It was a quick thrust of his blade. Minimized movements and went straight forward meaning the demon would have to probably dodge left or right and depending on which direction he took, the Exorcist would flourish again, swiping at him there.

The Exorcist ignored the demon's taunts though, he knew that if he allowed himself to be drawn off guard he would be open for an attack. How many of their people had fallen to such a ploy and died? The Exorcist didn't know, nor did he care to think about it, he did know however the only option worth exploring was moving forward, and if completely necessary using his bow.

[Sven Delacroix]

Sven simply smiled with a slight discomforting gaze towards the Exorcist. The man seemingly had no idea what a Hollow really was. Maybe Sven would step things up a little bit just to show the man the power of an Espada.

"Summoner? I think you are gravely mistaken. I have no need to rely on such a lowly human to conduct a seance to open the doors to Hueco Mundo. If I did, I would have devoured them upon the opening ceremony."

As the blade neared,Sven's image wavered as the blade went through, the illusion quickly dissipating away as the voice of the real Sven could be heard about seven metres behind the Exorcist, having used Sonido to avoid the attacks in general.

"It's amazing you lasted this long, but you're still holding back. Do you not realize it? Let me show you a sample of my power."

Raising his left hand towards the Exorcist, Sven quickly mouthed the word, "Cero", as a flash of bright silver light erupted from the hole in his hand, the massive silver beam of energy launched straight towards Leon. Sven held back on the attack, for his fun would end if the target was destroyed, not to mention he wanted to coax out the human's full power, even if it meant nearly killing him.