Furious. This was the only emotion evident on the human’s face as she stomped on the body of a dead hollow. As it crumbled into nothingness, she couldn’t help feeling like it wasn’t enough. It seemed that the smaller swarms had taken a liking to her as well, but she hardly found them tolerable. A sword pulled from thin air, or so it seemed, was all she needed to incapacitate them. Even with its sheer size and appearance, the hollows weren’t even phased and continued their assault. She slashed and sliced every mask directly down the center. Every swing met its mark and just when they thought they could get away by flying, an enormous canon would drop to the ground in front of her and take aim. A blast of pure energy destroying their body and all. Of course, this was an obvious beacon for any other hollows in the area that thought they stood a chance against her.

When she had quelled the swarm, Natasha would take a seat atop her canon and wait for new arrivals. No point in running around the city and causing more damage than necessary. If she stayed where she was, surely someone would come in search of her. She would try to minimize casualties and innocent crossfire. It seemed that this sector had already been evacuated due to “natural disaster effects”. Whatever.

Suko had found plenty of prey worth butchering in his short rampage in the city. The new cancerous landmass attached to the human world was a great benefit to someone like Suko, it provided lots of easy prey with little in the way of true resistance, and he could do it with some small scale anonymity in the midst of the other feasting, somewhat superior Hollows. It was a rarity for him to stumble upon a Human that seemed so keenly capable of dispatching his kin, but this girl seemed to be unique in that sense. She was sitting atop a cannon idly, surveying her job well done as Suko approached her with the gore of her fellow Humans still dripping behind his claws and from his teeth.

"Brave to see a girl in the midst of all this carnage, so brave I can't help but wonder if you're hoping to join them."

Suko would prattle forth, his multitude of legs skittering across the ground to make a rather unpleasant sound as his tail dragged lazily behind him. "You know if I were you, I'd have settled for my small victory and got out while I could. Of course it goes without saying that option is long since gone now, but you'll have plenty of time for considerations when you're dead little girl."

Natasha had felt the hollow presence approaching, but she didn’t necessarily find it the right moment to move from her perch. She could sense he was there and that was enough for her. Of course, he didn’t seem too keen on watching her survey her work, even if it was short lived. The threats and the blabbering would have her rolling her eyes. ”Join them? If the insect wants to be stomped out, be my guest.” Natasha would sigh as she finally hopped down from her canon. The scorpion arrancar scuttled his way closer to her, but she would only let down her sword, pointing it toward his traveling form. ”You talk a lot. Starting to wonder if you’re all bark.” The woman would smirk bringing her blade up and rushing toward the scorpion.

She would swing the closer he came to her in a sideways strike. Sure, if that didn’t work there was always the canon behind her, but she also had other toys up her sleeve. It was a matter of figuring out what this pest could do.

The girl seemed to be a lot of talk and confidence, a classic human if Suko had ever seen one. So cocky and confident in her capabilities, evidence still that she had yet to be tested in anything resembling a true to the letter death match. Those little Gillians she'd been massacring were nice practice, but they had nothing to offer her as far as preparation for the fight she was about to find herself in. The sword swing was easily predicted and lazy in every sense of the word, the disrespect of a move this telegraphed was enough to give Suko ideas that were best described as..

Sadistic.

Suko burrowed under the ground, in an instant, tunneling at an alarming speed to duck under the sword before coming back out of the ground with his claw aimed directly for the girls arm right below the shoulder. A snap of the claw and his bodies momentum pulling forward would be plenty to separate bone from bone, flesh from flesh, and sinew from sinew, and now all that was left was to wait for the screaming..

It seemed this crustacean menace wasn’t about to take her seriously and it was really beginning to make her blood boil. He wasn’t that strong. He was nothing, but a monster. A pest. He didn’t belong in this world and he knew that. Yet, he still toyed with the lives of the innocent. These people lived here. They ate, slept, and breathed here. This is where they had always existed and this is where they would always return to in the end. Humanity. It was relentless and never ending. She would prove this to him. Even if it wasn’t today, she would hunt him to the ends of every dimension again and again. He was a problem and she would be the solution. Of course, he seemed uninterested in her sword and burrowed into the ground. Shit. She couldn’t see him now and as he moved through the dirt, she wouldn’t be able to react.

Eventually, his claw would appear beneath her as she finished her swing and her arm was in prime position for his attack. Up, clamp, snap, and scream. A horrid scream would escape the woman’s mouth as she retreated from her current position and let her sword dissipate into the air. She gripped and held the stump of her shoulder, as she cried in agony. Her eyes were wide and unbelieving, even as the other piece sat limp on the ground. Her arm. That was her arm. It was hers. It was detached. It didn’t move. The blood drained from both sides of the wound and the tears blurred her vision. Shit. Shit. What did she do now? What was she supposed to do? She had to stop the bleeding. She would remove her jacket from her body and begin to tie it around the stump. Blood coated the cloth and tears dampened her face. Had she even stopped screaming yet?

Ah the screams of a woman at her wits end, Suko's favorite sound in the universe. As the girl went to fix her wound she'd be met with a tail stab launched at her abdomen meant to incapacitate her fully, and then the skittering of feet approaching her now prone body. "Ah that's right.. scream, cry, panic.. You humans are all the same. Sure you have powers, but that doesn't make you any less flesh and blood than the rest of them.. Flesh blood and fear.."

A smirk parted Suko's now curled lips as his teeth began to pierce the tender flesh of the womans arm. "Mmm.. fear adds such a lovely taste to the meat. I always love the look in a humans eye when they watch themselves begin to.. disappear.. Bite after bite.. you just lay there knowing your fate is slow death and agony.."

Suko leaned down in the girls ear with her flesh and blood still dripping down his face. "Those civilians didn't suffer...much, but you.. I want you alive for as long as you can be.. knowing you'll become a part of me.. they won't have a body to bury or a soul to pray for when I'm done with you."