Ujauja came crawling dazed from his hole. Squinting trough the bright light he watched total war unfold.
It seemed that whatever he just pulled into the human world, it's spiritual pressure had caught everyone's attention.
He saw shinigami and hollow both die in large amounts and smiled his many smiles.
He felt pride in the destruction he'd triggered. In all the things once so beautiful, now broken on the streets.
Still something was off. When he remembered the eyes of the creature this all started with, if there was any emotion in these eyes it was one he couldn't recognize.
He had never seen or even heard of a more powerfull creature, so he should feel envy, feel hatred and competition. And while this was true, there was something else.
So see the creature in pain from the sun, so see it flee, see it alone. Even more alone than he was, he'd never thought that possible.
This new feeling was weird, unreal. He shook it off like something trivial. Like a feeling of dejavu.

Ujauja took to the skies carefully and watched from a distance. Deciding who he was going to swoop down on.