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(I guess that guy's an NPC now huh?...lol. I think I have an idea of what to do now)
The man on the ground got to his knees fairly quickly, though with a few scratches. He wore a black shinigami uniform, worn regularly, with his zanpakuto sheathed on his left side. It had a black sheath, with a black hilt. The tsuba was a plain rectangle. His uniform was slightly open at the chest, revealing the man as a part of squad two, though only other shinigami would actually recognize the symbol.
"You saw a little of my power didn't you?" Jia proclaimed mockingly "you do realize that now, I can't allow you to live... I assume the man on the ground is your friend, well, let's see how he likes this." Jia grins his Joker smile as he walks slowly to the man and touches his arm.
Suddenly, the man's arm turns a sickly green color, as though it were rotting. He screams in pain. Jia smiles wider, as the man dies slowly, turning into nothing but a pile of rotten flesh. "There we go. Problem one, solved" Jia said, in Japanese so that both of them may understand.
The man on the ground got to his knees fairly quickly, though with a few scratches. He wore a black shinigami uniform, worn regularly, with his zanpakuto sheathed on his left side. It had a black sheath, with a black hilt. The tsuba was a plain rectangle. His uniform was slightly open at the chest, revealing the man as a part of squad two, though only other shinigami would actually recognize the symbol.
"You saw a little of my power didn't you?" Jia proclaimed mockingly "you do realize that now, I can't allow you to live... I assume the man on the ground is your friend, well, let's see how he likes this." Jia grins his Joker smile as he walks slowly to the man and touches his arm.
Suddenly, the man's arm turns a sickly green color, as though it were rotting. He screams in pain. Jia smiles wider, as the man dies slowly, turning into nothing but a pile of rotten flesh. "There we go. Problem one, solved" Jia said, in Japanese so that both of them may understand.