Ulquiorra didn't see the movement of Gin's sword. He saw it, short in Gin's hand, held pommel to his chest, then it was extended, faster than Ulquiorra could detect, and had pierced the Weapon.

Gin cleaved it neatly in half in a single movement and Ulquiorra watched as the Weapon broke down.

Its reiatsu faded steadily away into nothingness, as if the thing had never been.

He removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and slipped it into his pocket once more.