He stood like some heroic warrior angel, defending his lover and standing beside his new friend, armed and prepared to defend the love of his life no matter the odds. Divus had just gotten ready. It was only recently that he'd become prepared. He watched, he waited; but then, before he noticed Joshua, a sword had pierced the chest of what he had hoped to make his future wife. He'd allowed himself to become too focused on the enemies, so much so that he had subconsciously ignored Joshua's presence, deeming him too weak to be a threat as Senshu and Tazuma were present. Both bloodswords fell from Divus's hands. His eyes widened... his once vibrant wings now seemed stiff and ruffled, as the feathers stuck outwards now in a mess of fluff and unorganized white shapes.
She said something to him, but it did not process at first. There was a huge adrenaline rush pumping through him as if to be some desperate attempt to undo or change the disaster; but Divus knew in his mind and heart that the wound had been fatal, and she was dying. The swords floated by his ankles instinctively, but, as despair gripped his heart, they made heavy clanks against the ground with the slightest touch. They were incredibly heavy weapons considering their not so incredible size. Colbolt burst into ice; she'd been the only one in his heart, the last flicker of love there for years. Now, she was ice... then she turned to icy dust. And the only remnant left that he knew of her was the dead blood on the ground from where the blade had pierced her.
His hands were outward, as if he were half poised to grab something with both arms; but he did not, he simply stood there frozen in an incomplete motion, and his arms began to quiver and shake with his powerful body. Black veins became visible across his skin, shifting and bulging with anger. The kiss of her spirit came across his lips, and he savored it dearly, but yet shock had taken him. Her words were burned into his memory as was that last, sweet kiss.... It's said that if the sun exploded, it would be eight minutes before the explosion could be seen from earth. Divus tried playing that memory again and again in his mind as if to stay in that moment for just a bit longer, trying to keep those eight minutes alive. But it was over. She was dead. Nothing else mattered to Divus; despair and heartbreak seized him hungrily, gnawing at his core.
Then, a massive thud was heard as his knee slammed into the ground. Unable to muster the will to stand, he weakly slumped over, the other knee following suit. Those strong arms, arms that had killed a countless many souls, now feebly scooped together the fragments and bits of ice dust that remained of where Colbolt had been. He just scraped together as much as he could whilst the gauntlet-bracelet bound to his left arm made painful scrapes against the ground. But there were no tears. Not yet. He still seemed to believe in her, that she was still beside him, alive and breathing... and he was trying to ressurect her. The tell-tale surge of demonic power could be felt as Divus attempted to reanimate the pile of dust and ice to life with his necromancy, but the demon magic failed to make a woman out of dust. She was beyond the limits of his power. She was gone forever.
But the power did stir something... blood rose from the floor, Colbolt's final traces of blood, which pulled away from Joshua's blade and into a small mass rising off the floor. Divus looked at it with wide, hopeless eyes, those glowing red pupils staring into the only piece of her he had left. He tore a cylinder from his belt, opening it to reveal that it was hollow. He filled it with her blood, then encased the entire cylinder in black crystal, before rising grimly. A single tear hit the spot where Colbolt had once stood. His handsome black lips parted, exposing multiple pairs of sharp canine-like fangs, and a deathly roar burst forth.
"Gnnnaaaa... GRAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" roared the ruler of demons, as his fist struck one of the massive pillars nearby; the entire thing was ripped apart, the top half splitting and crashing aside like water, cascading into a countless sum of stone fragments as it blasted across the room and shattered against the wall. The force of the blow had been so great that wind blew through the room, and the armor guarding Divus's knuckles was dented, scratched, and cracked. His breathing could be heard, the respiration of some megalithic beast inside the body of a wounded man, torn from the woman who had brought him joy. Now all that remained was hate. Fresh, hot, hate. The Bloodswords rose to his hands with speed faster than what the eye could record.
The swords then floated behind Divus, crossing in a huge X behind his back as their sizes nearly doubled, appearing as huge, vicious machete-like swords, with the broadness of over-sized cleavers. Bloodshot eyeballs were now prevalent in where the hilt areas of the swords seemed to be, their eyelids fluttering and twitching as if Divus's immaculate wrath had somehow spread to them. Divus reached out a hand towards Takami, almost as if to seize and squeeze the life out of him. But instead, Divus forced a Darksword into Takami's hand, which had flown over with equally tremendous speed. He closed Takami's fingers around it, as if to entrust to him some kind of wordless duty.
"Kill him with this." Divus ordered, allowing the Arrancar to wield one of the crystalline black swords, the same weapons that had sent millions of souls to hell over the ages. He had ordered Takami to do so because Divus could not. The final words of his lost love forbade him from it. Five more swords then accompanied Takami, spinning near him. If he moved, they would follow him, and if he fought Joshua as Divus directed then they would provide support. "I will kill all of the others." He spoke, not forgetting that he had said he would kill Takami if he had failed. It appeared this was the Arrancar's second chance; Divus truly was merciful.
Divus turned his back then on the newly promoted fourth Espada, whilst the eyes of those crossed blades glared viciously at him. Divus began walking towards Tazuma. "You betrayed me." He spoke. "I will keep my promise to you." He sentenced. Then, all 69 swords hovered above Tazuma in a huge cube shape as Divus approached the Shinigami, whilst Tazuma fought the Hollowfied captain. Divus didn't even bother to acknowledge her.
Just as Tazuma finished absorbing Amaya's blows, the first blades struck. Seven came down in a star shape, then divided into individual motions. One swept down across his right tricep (back of the upper arm) aiming for several tendons and the bone. Then another dove towards Tazuma's ribs, aiming inbetween them - it was poised well, attempting to shoot between the bony rib cage and piece through into Tazuma's liver, in an effort to lacerate the organ directly. Then two swords came, one for each of Tazuma's feet, attempting to stab through the tops of them and through the stone, in an effort to pin him to the ground. Four swords then attempted to sweep across the back of Tazuma's legs, hoping to slash apart the hamstring muscles entirely, splitting the tendons and hopefully clipping his legs if they struck. Then, seven swords came for Tazuma's ribs like the second one had, each one trying to slip past the bones and into the internal body... if they struck. Then, nine swords came down, dividing into groups of three. They came close to Tazuma's arms, putting their tips together to form triangle shapes around the base of each arm, whilst the third triangle came around Tazuma's neck, They spun madly and pushed inwards, the space inside the triangles shrinking rapidly - if Tazuma did not act quickly, they would sever his arms like a three bladed guillotine, in their murderous saw-like rotations. Meanwhile, ten swords spun around Divus, having moved to him from the sword cube above. The cube would follow Tazuma, hanging above his head, but moving and shifting swords... it was ready to disperse in an instant. Then, the swords began to swish at him in swarms, abandoning the cube and going all out.
The remaining 34 swords attacked Tazuma in a frenzy - they moved with no particular formation or target, eagerly rushing at any spot on his body with vicious joy, thirsty for his blood; whatever damage the shinigami took depended upon how well he defended or evaded, but the difference in speed between Divus and the shinigami was vast, mostly in part to the increased power his true form allowed him to use. All the while, the swarm of blades was simply a diversion. As he walked towards Tazuma calmly, Divus brought his two bloodswords together, and they twisted and morphed into a huge, vaguely triangular shaped blade, with hellish metal protrusions and vile spines rising from the base of it's massive blade. The flesh swelled and glowed faintly red upon it as a black fog glowed around the blade; red electricity could be seen dancing about it's edge in malefic patterns. Pushing off the ground with so much force that the concrete beneath his feet was literally crushed, Divus was gone in an instant, but a black streak followed him; this wasn't demon flash.
This was Divus's own method of even higher speed transportation, a shorter range, less efficient dash; but it's speed was incredible. The only thing that could even remotely compete with the speed of it might have been Tsubasa's bug eye technique, but even then with the slowing of time, Tsubasa would have seen Divus for only barely a second.
When it was over, the ground between Divus and Tazuma had been slashed open, and rocks were flying away across the chamber from where the stone floor had been cut flawlessly by that wrathful living sword. Divus had moved in front of Tazuma and swung his sword during the Dark Jump, so that the speed of the technique was also behind his weapon. His aim was simple; a rising slash from between Tazuma's legs, all the way up to his collarbone. There was simply no level of speed the shinigami could reach to mass the single, short range motion, but one could see that there was now a black streak behind Divus from where he had traveled, leaving an eerie path along where the ground had been horrifically slashed open by tremendous force.
The tremendous bloodsword had been swung with both hands, and with all the force Divus could muster. That is to say, quite a lot of force. But not even that, nor the speed, was the true danger. The danger was the power of the Bloodswords themselves. A bloodsword had ten times the telekinetic power of a Darksword. Divus could move them that much faster, that much stronger... except, that each Bloodsword cost Divus a massive capacity, being worth nearly 30 Darkswords. To create this single weapon, Divus had just sacrificed the potential to have 125 Darkswords, limited now to only 75. A massive blow on his multi-attack capabilities all exchanged for this one attacking weapon.
The force the blade moved with wasn't just normal motion. It used the same telekinetic basis that all of Divus's Darkswords used, except at such a higher level of power that even a glancing blow from the sword would leave massive, flesh-splitting gashes that rendered enemies into pieces. Tazuma would be fortunate to survive such a blow; but Divus would be unable to move that fast two more times for a good sum of the fight, and even then, he would have to wait before he could do it again. It had precious few uses, which was why Divus had made a point of attacking Tazuma quickly and effectively. And unlike the Darkswords, the dense metallic form of the Bloodswords could tear through even steel. If the shinigami attempted to block with that zanpakuto with his, it would likely be damaged.
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