Over the last few months, much has happened in the White Sea of Hueco Mundo. Only a few main events pertain to Zingar's view in the world. The spider hollow found some sort of mysterious object. She coveted the thing as it was a child. The item in question bequeathed hollows an amazing new power. It granted hollows similar power to their natural enemy, the shinigami. From what he could tell it also curbed the insatiable apatite of the Menos-Class hollow. This led to the discovery that partially breaking the mask could grant these same powers. This had to be done carefully however, if a hollow completely lost their mask they would die.

In addition to all of this a powerful hollow emerged. Rhydderch. From what the dragon had heard, this was an extremely powerful hollow, perhaps even worthy of the title of the strongest. This, along with the awakening of the Arrancar created an interesting power dynamic. The Might Dragon of Hueco Mundo would be nothing more than a myth unless he did something about it.

Since the news of recent events reached his ear Zingar had been making moves. Most of these moves were "political." Attempts to worm his way out of potentially deadly situations, and talk his way out of any fights he knew he could not win. Other times however, he was recruiting. The Dragon had begun to raise a small army to his side. Most of the army were below Menos-Class that he could employ scare tactics to keep in line. It was time to begin recruiting stronger hollows.

Zingar, the White Dragon Hollow, scanned the white sea in search of Menos. After a few hours of searching he felt the reiatsu of a Gillian hollow. If he could find one reasonable enough to speak to, then this would be an amazing place to start. Something was off, normally he could see these huge hulking hollows from quite a way away. Zingar lowered his flight to barely above the ground and see finally spotted the hollow. It was much much shorter than he anticipated.

"Hello there little one..." He spoke as he landed next to Lazarus attempting to appear non-hostile.

The dragon let out a small chuckle as the Gillian seemed to cower in fear of him. "Perhaps I can use the little one's fear to my advantage." It was an underhanded tactic for sure, but Zingar was not above using it. He then let his wings flap once in the air to blow up a little sand as he extended a claw to the snake. "Call me Zingar, and I mean you no harm. I would like to discuss something with you."

At this point it was quite obvious that Lazarus was terrified. It was going to be difficult to even make sure that the snake hollow stayed and communicated. If he intimidated the little one too much, he could easily burrow away in the sand. Zingar, being as large as he is compared to Lazarus, would find it difficult to search for Lazarus in the sand. The dragon was not sure what it was but he knew that this hollow would be nice to have around. After all Zingar was trying to build an army. Perhaps he would need to "frame" the army different for this one.