Osamu thought he would once again find himself in his sprawling inner world once he went into Jinzen, but some divine intervention felt otherwise. He found himself in the corner of some sort of arena, complete with scoreboard and some announcers that prattled on in the background. Not that he could bring himself to care, what really scared him was the fact that his Zanpakuto would be furious with him. If he'd learned one thing over the years, it would be to never skip out on afternoon tea.

After he got his bearings, he figured he would probably be fighting someone given the current setting and the way the casters continued to speak. Something about a man named Yami, but he just shrugged. While he wasn't much of a fighter, he was a captain for a reason, and he patiently awaited the arrival of his opponent.

Entering the arena, feeling like a gladiator about to entertain the crowd in a colosseum, Yami made his way over while taking in the atmosphere. Breathing in deeply, arms spread wide as he was about to quote a legendary scene from a movie. "Are you not entertained?" Laughing out loud he continued walking towards the center of the arena. News about being scheduled for a fight as part of some tournament had gotten to him earlier, something that sounded like music to his ears. The darkness inside him taking over, the man hardly needed any reason to indulge in battle. If it allowed him to test his limits Yami was certain to take part in it.

Looking at the other person present, the one destined to fight him, Yami spoke up. "Ah, Osamu. Glad you could make it. How are you today my friend? I don't really know you but glad you could make it." He didn't really care but considering the man would be the one joining him in battle, although being on the opposite side, Yami figured some small talk to set the atmosphere wouldn't hurt.

The man's haughty arrival just left a confused expression on Osamu's face. He had actually addressed him as if he knew his name. Well, he did, considering the blabbing the announcers did in the background, but approaching him so casually just made him feel weird. "Fine, I guess? I don't know how getting thrown into an arena would be a normal day, but it interrupted an important event in my day. But, since we're here, let's just get this over with." Osamu drew his sword and took a normal stance, keeping his sword across his body. "Osamu Naganori, Captain of the 7th Division. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

As he spoke, he didn't move, content on maintaining the defensive priority rather than allow his opponent to counter him.

"Yami, human." Short and simple but it would do the trick. "Let's give them a show, shall we?" By then Yami had already drawn his two daggers, prepared to make the first move considering his opponent decided to stay on the defensive. In a slashing motion he would release a black beam of energy aimed at Osamu using his left dagger, following it up by Blur to close the distance between them as he would end up to his own right side and the left of his opponent. Once having reappeared he slashed once more this time using his right dagger as he released another beam of black energy, once again aimed at the man who preferred to remain on the defensive. The first beam was aimed at the right shoulder while the second went for the left side of his body.

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Seeing the daggers produce such odd energy intrigued Osamu, but since the arcs came at him from both sides, there was only one way to go. Even as Osamu was prepared for an attack, he wasn't able to quite dodge both slashes, as one of the beams collided with his leg as he sprang up. However, once he was up in the air, He placed the blade of his sword in his off hand, forming a yellow ball of Reiatsu and pointing it towards Yami. The ball would dissapate into a fine line that ran along the blade as Osamu spoke. "Hado 32: Okasen."

A crackling yellow arc shot from Osamu's blade, a bit unstable as the Shinigami had reinforced it with a good amount of Reiatsu. Kidou was to be his main form of fighting, though he had good experience fighting speedy opponents with daggers. However, this one didn't seem to have the hax that Sumoki had, let alone the ball of obscuring smoke. That would be an annoying experience if they did.

Yami witnessed how one of his attacks connected with his opponent's leg as the latter sprang up in a means to try and dodge the incoming beams. The Bringer of Darkness noticed how Osamu, once being up in the air, placed his Zanpakuto in front of him as he released a wide yet thin yellow beam of lightning. As always Yami decided to face his opponent head-on, only slightly dodging the incoming beam, allowing it to make contact with his left arm. A grin caused by the pain, yet not fatal considering his regenerating ability. He could already feel the wound slowly started to heal as he started to plan his next move.

Yami figured Osamu wouldn't expect such a bold move and given the fact he was still up in the air with his leg slashed by one of Yami's beams earlier, causing him to be unstable, the human decided to capitalize on the situation. Allowing his dark energy to take over once more, Yami created up to 10 chains he then shot at his opponent. Four of them were going for his limbs aiming to bind each of his arms and legs while the other six would be used to pierce his upper body. 

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Of course, he was a bit of a sitting duck while in the air, however he had more means to deal with this person, he wasn't totally helpless. It seemed his opponent was slightly masochistic, as he allowed the Kido to hit him just barely, and the resulting grin on his face was slightly disturbing. Nonetheless, Osamu pushed on, and reacted to the chains with aplomb. He wondered if this next attack would work, but his Reiatsu shot up as his Zanpakuto was released. "Tear the moon from the sky, Kine."

An ornate staff with various inlays appeared in place of the captain's Zanpakuto, and it began to extent and contort into a hook-like shape. Osamu would catch the chains as they were flying, and then he would have his staff wrap around the bundle of chains so that he could use a bit of leverage to try and fling Yami away from him. This would be a bit of a gamble, because Osamu wouldn't know if the chains were actually attached to Yami, but he did know they were at least tied to his energy. At least they would be taken care of for now, and he was much more comfortable fighting this way.

It started to look like Yami had succeeded in making Osamu get serious as the Captain released his Zanpakuto, using what seemed to be a staff to take care of the incoming chains of darkness. What followed next was the feeling of sitting on one of the attractions of a fair as he was flung away from the opponent. He found it pretty amusing, even more so since it meant Osamu could feel the danger of his dark energy. Using the momentum to fire another two blasts of dark energy while the Captain was too busy with his staff Yami hoped to inflict a little more damage once more. With his chains no longer posing a threat Yami would make a safe landing before deciding what he'd do next. Wiping the dust of his clothes he'd put away his daggers as he made his way over to his opponent, simply standing around ten meters in front of him. Yami made the first move so he decided he'd allow the next one to be Osamu's.

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