Continued From: The Test
Ulquiorra turned exiting the throne room Kita fast behind him. Again they walked the halls of Las Noches. This time their feet leading them to the the sands of Hueco Mundo. Stopping abruptly Ulquiorra turned looking at Kita.
“Your swords name?” He asked her.
“Fuego Garra.” She replied.
“Fire Claw.” Ulquiorra titled his head slightly looking at her. “You control an element?”
Kita nodded. “I am half god, Master.”
“Yes,” Ulquiorra replied walking behind her. “Call it forward.”
Kita drew her sword. “Fuego Garra.” She called out.
Her sword transformed to a single scythe shaped blade with a long weighted chain. Ulquiorra looked on at her as Kita flicked her wrist and three more blades of the same shape and size appeared. Her weapon was now a windmill blade.
“Interesting.” Kita heard him say. “Entertain me.” He told her.
Kita nodded sending her weapon out. She handled the windmill blade like it was an extension of her person. Ulquiorra was impressed with what she could do with the weapon as he watched her wrap the chain around objects, cutting them in two. The blade spinning at great speeds as she caught it with little effort and quickly sending it back out for another attack. His interest peaked when heard heard call out a single word.
“Slash!”
At that second, hundreds of smaller eight pointed shuriken happogota’s erupted from the windmill blade. They weaved, turned, zigged and zagged through the air. At one point Ulquiorra swore Kita was controlling them with her mind. It was only a flash and one word.
“Burn!” Kita called out.
Ulquiorra only blinked and the happogota’s burst into blue flames. It was then Ulquiorra knew for a fact that Kita could control the happogota’s. She gave a flick of her wrist and the windmill blade danced in one area as the smaller blade’s danced around it. There hovering a few feet above the ground the windmill blade turned into a large ball of blue flames. Another flick of her wrist and the flaming ball smashed into a line of trees taking them down with no trouble at all. Ulquiorra became curious and sonido’ed out into the range of her weapon.
“Attack me!” He ordered her.
Kita blinked looking at him. “Master?”
“I will not repeat myself.”
Kita nodded flicking her wrist the chain giving a tug and changed direction. Ulquiorra did not pull his sword he merely raised his hand hitting and stopped the blazing ball of fire with ease. Kita jerked the chain pulling the windmill blade toward her.
“There is no reiatsu in your weapon, Kita. It holds no power to destroy a stronger opponent. Put all your reiatsu into and send it at me again.”
Kita did as he said, but no matter how much she put into the attack Ulquiorra would only knock it away as if he was swatting flies from the air. This went on for hours between them. Finally, Ulquiorra could sense his fraccion growing weary.
“That is enough for today.” He told her as he walked toward her. She watched him closely as he brushed by. “Your attack with the fireball is growing stronger, but it is not strong enough for my liking. We will continue this tomorrow first thing.”
Kita nodded sheathing her sword and falling in behind her master. They walked in silence back to Las Noches.
