[center][h2][i][color=ed1c24]Sagamiyama - Sakuhana Park[/color][/i][/h2]
[h3]Sunday - Deep Night[/h3][/center]
[hider=Players][@yoshua171] - [color=0072bc]Yuen Kashimori[/color] (yet to arrive)
[@Zman] - [color=7ea7d8]Kael Arashiro[/color]
[@Dane] - [color=662d91]Enishi Rei[/color] (yet to arrive)
[@BladeSS4] - [color=cyan]Bakuto Hokori[/color][/hider][hr]

The fighting within the park was chaotic, the sound of lightning and the roar of hollows rang out almost constantly. An assault on eyes and ears, and with a clap of lightning Tatsuha would try to strike Regalhorn yet again, only to be rebuffed. What was this? Through his eyes, he saw raging flames surrounding the Hollow... Truly, he was overflowing with reiatsu. Consuming his kin was giving him strength, or at least that's what it appeared to him. In that case, Tatsuha changed his focus, now was a good time too, considering...

[color=fff79a]"Bakuto, and Kael too huh? Never been gladder to get some backup"[/color], his eyes were quick to spot Bakuto's zanpakuto, especially as he released it in front of him. His eyes were wide with surprise, but realizing his allies were now stronger than he anticipated he smiled.

[color=fff79a]"Alright then, got just the job for ya Bakuto. Skewer Regalhorn with all your might, while I confiscate his food. Kael, back him up"[/color], swinging his zanpakuto, shaped like a bat, over his shoulder he gave a confident smile. Hope had come. He grit his teeth and clenched his fist, pumping his muscles as if to break away a sluggish torpor, before he sprinted off towards the horde of Hollow surrounding Regalhorn, giving a powerful yell before jumping into the air, and landing with a powerful blast of lightning.

There was no time to think about who else was coming, when, and what their status was. There was an instinct, intuition within everyone who finally made it... Time was short. But for what? What was happening at all? For some reason, all present felt it was a good idea to not find out.

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[@LadyAnnaLee] - [color=f9ad81]Sara Nicholson[/color]

[center][color=8882be][i]Oblivion is my song
Cursed be the audience...
The singer cursed evermore
Where do I belong?
Please, hear my song...
My song of oblivion...[/i][/color][/center]

As if spurred by Sara's declaration the shadows around her appeared to come alive. Tendrils of darkness darted out with pointed tips, attempting to skewer her rapidly. A whole array of them would chase and hound her, if she did not keep moving then it would surely catch her. Each tendril seemed to criss cross with each other as the array rapidly chased her until she reached a distance where the tendrils just... Stopped. Her eyes would follow those shadows, turning from jagged and hard to twisted, curved and sinister, organizing themselves as they cam around, becoming the black cloak as she beheld it's form... Unlike last time, it revealed itself a lot sooner.

[color=8882be][i]"Aahhhh~... You've come back...~ Won't you.... Listen...?"[/i][/color] Her song rang out again, it had an odd quality to it this time though. Whatever it did to hypnotize victims, it was amplified tonight. A singular note ringing out would have enough effect to briefly daze all nearby, and even fully hypnotize those who were not trained enough. But no sooner did it finish that it resumed it's attack, sinking back into the shadows, it's song becoming gradually louder, indicating it's shadowy approach... Where would it come from? Those tendrils can become sharp like blades too, but they could also twist, whip and grab...