Ienzo heard Szayel's voice, even over the roaring and crashing and sounds of battle from outside the doors. He stiffened where he stood, goosebumps breaking out across his arms.

"So what happens?" He asked, voice less calm than he would have liked. "What do they do now?"

Ulquiorra was out there. He and others, some stronger than him, some less, Even and Nel included. Ulquiorra was Elementally superior to it, but that didn't matter much. Not when it could outlast and crush things smaller than itself with a whole array of well-armoured body parts.