Yamamoto stood looking out over the horizon of the Seireitei. He could hear complaints arising from over the building as the Soul Reapers awoke finding their zanpakuto missing. He sighed heavily.
“The Seraph must be release. If she is not the coming days will show what the gods can truly do.”
Yamamoto looked down at his staff which held his zanpakuto; to his surprise it was transparent. He tightens his hold around it only to find his hands ball into a fist. What was there a few second before was now gone.
Yamamoto opened his eyes and sighed again as he spoke silently in the room, “Hurry Hitsugaya.”
