Aoji grinned mercilessly, hollow roaming freely in his wake, their hunger driving them wild as they attacked plus and hollow alike. Aoji cared little if his little army would devour itself, should a shinigami really appear, they'd be overwhelmed by the flavor of the soul and they'd be forced to attack it almost immediately. Their success would be highly unlikely considering nearly every hollow was pathetically weak, however it would be an interesting distraction of sorts. Turning away, Aoji spotted Endra staring upwards, his eyes squinted as he lifted one of his arms to shield his eyes from the sun.
"What is it Endra?" Aoji queried as he tilted his head upwards and crossed his arms, "I don't see anything but glare."
"That's because you're looking at the wrong place Aoji," Endra muttered, lifting his other hand to point at the small disturbance that momentarily appeared in the sky. It was gone in an instant however, serving its purpose only long enough to throw a woman through it, and abandon her unconscious form to a horrible fate at the bottom.

Sighing audibly, Aoji tilted his head at Endra, "Are you going to do anything about it?"
"Of course not, its not my business. One less shinigami if you ask me." Endra shrugged apathetically.
"Fine," Aoji frowned, flash stepping off towards where the woman would land. In a couple of moments, he quickly made his way beneath her, and proceeded to use the nearby buildings to vault himself upwards into the air, catching the woman before she was moving too fast for his muscles to restrain. Landing deftly on top of a roof of the building that Sakuya had once worked in, and met this strange boy, he set the woman down and stepped back, his eyes cocked in estranged curiosity.

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