[OOC: Simple figth, on one side is Manda Marluz, on the other Rio Demoniogalgo. No special conditions and stuff.]

Rio was waiting. In the middle of the desert, on designated location, which was just a flat pece of desert, he waited. Rio waited for his oponent. He had very different ideas on what Arraancar actually managed to evolve into or regress into, especially Espada, during those fifty years he spent in desert. The pure evaluation would be best performed on somebody who was supposed to be strong. So after thinking a bit, a bit more, to be honest, Rio decided that it would be smart to test the current Sexta Espada. It was not a bad idea. Sexta Espada was generally in the middel in terms of powers among Espada, and while not too strong, should be powerful. Plus, Rio had his own connection with that rank. His former master whom he killed was weakling, and was Sexta. Rio hoped that now, position was given to somebody actually worthy of it. But there was cno certain way to find out without fighting the Sexta. And Rio was just about to do that in a brutal manner.

He simply decided to do it and sent a written challenge to the Sexta. Espada were bound to accept the challenges for battle when they got them. Only cowards avoided battle. Well, Rio could think of one coward at this moment, but he was not fighting him. He would go and fight him later. But now, he was up against the Sexta. Rio knew that now, Sexta was female, this Manda Marluz. That's all he knew about her. Not that it mattered of course. Trash was trash. And until proven wrong, Manda was categorized as trash. Rio was ready. He was ready to fight. He even figured how to give Manda one hell of a welcome when she arrived. Rio hated to wait. And when he did, theperson who made it so rarely got out inone piece. He wa wondering whether he should return to Las Noches and find and fight Manda there, when he picked it up. The scent of Arrancar, female. So, she did decide to come. "Imma kill that trash for making me wait.", said Rio loud, frustrated and angered. This was bound to be bad day for Manda.

Manda had looked over the invite multiple times. She was not one to turn down a challange, but she wondered why somone would challange her. She only shook her head and realized that she was running late. She hated that fact since she prided herself on being on time. She moved quickly from Los Notches to the meeting place in the middle of the desert. She moved quickly and soon reached the meeting place. She saw someone standing there adn figured that was whom she was meeting. She arrived fasionably late and walked over to the person whom she assumed was the one who sent the message. "I'm sorry for my tardyness. I must have either misread the time or just previously lost track of time. I don't care which one you want to believe. I could care less. What do you want that you dragged me all the way out here?"