Sara was stunned for a moment and partially blinded by the cascade of electricity and sparks that came from the electrical wire and lamp post actually making contact. She hadn’t expected that it would actually work, but work it had. She didn’t even wanted to imagine what it looked like to people without any spiritual sense, and had a feeling she was going to get in trouble for it. Unfortunately, the actual goal of doing damage to the Hollow was unsuccessful. Sara watched as only the strange tendrils suffered and pulled back to the main body. It was a chance, she was running out of Reiryoku, so it was her last chance, but it was a chance.

With one hand on her Zanpakutō’s hilt, and the other extended like a child playing make-believe guns, she said with as much determination as possible, [color=e4a683]“Bakudo Hainawa!”[/color]

It would be easier to control and direct the course of spiritual energy if Sara used both hands, but for some reason she wanted contact with her Zanpakutō. She didn’t know why. Maybe, it was so she could draw it more quickly if the Hollow came rushing at her. Maybe it was the strange feeling that she could see more clearly despite the sparking electricity with the contact being made. Either way Sara aimed her extremely low-level spell right at the glowing third eye of the Hollow. Sara was going to keep this up until her Reiryoku completely ran out or the Hollow charged at her. Either way, Sara realized, she was out of time, out of options, and out of luck. She was dying here and now. At least she had tried, right? She had tried to do the right thing, to protect those that couldn’t protect themselves, to fight back against the inevitable. That may not count for much, but it had to have counted for something.

If, by some miracle, she survived this, Sara was going to find out if there was a way to increase Reiryoku and then she was going to increase hers. She wanted to last longer. She needed to last longer. If only she had lasted longer, she might have been able to do actually damage. Speaking of damage, if she survived this, she was going to figure out what actually hurt Hollows. Because clearly, she had no idea, and she needed to fix that fact and quickly. She was starting to realize that she had picked the wrong things to focus on. She couldn’t use a sword, but now she knew the basics. It was time to focus on what she did know and how she could use her own skills to fight this threat. If she survived this fight, which was extremely unlikely.