As the fight ensued between the Captain and Espada, the man in black only watched the violence slowly intensify between them. His dull glance remained unchanged, showing no sign of interest in such minor displays of power. The captain was weak, and the Primera was clearly holding back substantially. Upon the release of the next kido, the former taicho decided to enter a form of higher vision for the purpose of more-closely examining the maneuvers and techniques of the two fighters in play. The smaller bout located closer to the demolished rukon area was even less of a concern. Neither of those two really had the power to even injure anyone aside themselves. It was a bit pathetic really. Zoran’s spiritual sight returned, showing a world separate from the one most are familiar with seeing. Rogue spirit particles roamed the air, coaxing the entire dimension in a plethora of power. The components and energy signature of every being became visible, and the true composition of spiritual techniques was revealed. There were no real signs of this alteration in sight pattern except for a slight change in the focus of the eyes.
The kido blast was nothing new, having the exact same make up as anticipated. Such standard power among those revered as leaders made the Gotei seem decayed since the older days. It hadn’t been too long, maybe just a year or so? Zoran hadn't been keeping count of the days with all the sleep he was getting until today. Regardless, it was still soon for such negative results to occur. The new Captain Commander must have been awful at selecting new men to join the Gotei. Though, maybe he was jumping the gun a bit here? After all, they hadn't even seen the kid’s bankai..If pray tell he has one. If he didn't? Well, Soul Society was fucked harder than a Filipino prostitute, Moving on to the events at hand, the Espada finally seemed to take things a tad more seriously with a technique of their own. It only took a glance to know how superior the power of the blast was compared to the kido. Might even kill the taicho if it managed a direct hit, but that was up in the air for now. Examining the properties of the energy and it’s structure, Zoran noted how the skill worked, making sure to keep this information for later use if anything were to occur. If any more violence were to occur, Zoran would continue to watch, but it seemed to be over, whether the taicho was dead or not.
Zoran Zazaravitch gave a bored sigh, pulling on the hilt of his zanpakto and quickly removing it from it’s holster, showing the spiked, yet smooth form of the weapon. As the steel moved against the air, trace amounts of hollow energy mixed in with it, splitting through the dimensional fabric of time and space. A black gap formed in the shape of the blade, expanding upward to form a cavity in the dimension. This was a garganta, but one opened through means of both extensive knowledge of kido and the use of hollow energies to emulate the effect hollow and Arrancar can produce. Speaking out toward Nikola as he did this, Zoran conveyed- “I'll meet you there. Doesn't appear to be much else to do here.” If nothing else were to occur, the former taicho of squad ten would back away in to the void of darkness, his form vanishing solemnly and traversing the plane of passage. If uninterrupted, the gate closed just as quickly as it had appeared, leaving nothing left of what had once been there.
(Lazy/short post, don't really care/exit if uninterrupted or nothing new happens.)