Heatwave
"Mmm. 'Bout time." Touya couldn't help but let a small smirk form on his face as he let his thoughts wander. "I wonder if any of those Arrancar will be a fun fight."
It was an important topic, perhaps important enough that he ought to have given it the careful consideration it deserved, but he didn't. Nogitsune thirsted for blood, as all Muramasa blades did, and he'd denied it for far too long. Who was he to pass up an opportunity to score a good battle? He drank from his sake, savoring the burn. "No matter what strategy we settle on, my boys and I are all in. I don't mind if we do a full frontal assault or an assassination raid. We've all been dying to give the Espada a piece of our mind. Let's just make sure it's a good fight, eh?"