Shinigami were fast, very fast. But Ujauja was simply faster.
One of his maws grinned satisfied, while the others tore the second shinigami to shreds by fighting among himself for the choicest bits.
Ujauja realized this was the first time he'd taken down a shinigami with ease, even though they didn't seem like much special.
Still...
The time had come to hunt rather than be hunted. Time to knock those proud bastards down a peg.
The ground was clean, even of blood. If Ujauja kills you, you can be sure not a single thing goes to waste.
After reflecting on his new ability to reflect on things Ujauja got quite exited for the future. So he decided to give the new wings a try.
Minutes later he was taking lift. The view was breathtaking. Wait.. was that a captains white jacket?