Ulquiorra came to a halt and opened the Garganta in front of himself. He experienced some satisfaction at having judged the opening well; no more than a couple of feet off the ground so he only had to open the Garganta wider with a little force of will in order to allow himself, and Gin, to step out onto ground level.
The terrain ahead of the Garganta was different to Ulquiorra's memory. When he'd walked it with Ienzo-san it had been unremarkable dusty plains, with no real variation. Now broken, jagged boulders littered the ground, which rose and sank into a huge crater.
The battleground. The traces of the brief battle were still evident in the surroundings, and in the atmosphere of the place. The boulders bore the telltale marks of alchemy, and everywhere felt like the blast from Lanza del Relampago, and the presence of the Weapon itself. The place had been bathed in chakra for a few brief minutes, but it had been bathed in Ulquiorra's chakra, the Hollow's chakra.
To still be so present in the senses, The Weapon must still be here.
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The terrain ahead of the Garganta was different to Ulquiorra's memory. When he'd walked it with Ienzo-san it had been unremarkable dusty plains, with no real variation. Now broken, jagged boulders littered the ground, which rose and sank into a huge crater.
The battleground. The traces of the brief battle were still evident in the surroundings, and in the atmosphere of the place. The boulders bore the telltale marks of alchemy, and everywhere felt like the blast from Lanza del Relampago, and the presence of the Weapon itself. The place had been bathed in chakra for a few brief minutes, but it had been bathed in Ulquiorra's chakra, the Hollow's chakra.
To still be so present in the senses, The Weapon must still be here.