After a minute or so of pursuit, Daigo catches up to the strange creature, which is locked in battle with the hollow. The two resident Shinigami arrive at the same time from different parts of the city. The female Shinigami looks in Daigo's direction and nods her head before nodding to her partner. She wears her hair tied back in a no-nonsense bun, and her eyes stare right through Daigo, as if looking into his soul. She's shorter than average, and she is holding her zanpakuto in her left hand. The hand guard is a no frills, round guard, and the hilt is colored a dull gray. The male shinigami looks to relaxed for a man about to enter battle. Both of his wrists hang over his sheathed zanpakuto which he has behind his neck like a yoke. His dark hair is long and disheveled, trailing down to his shoulders. He's currently wearing a lopsided grin as he watches the battle going on. "yo. Any idea what the heck that thing is," he asks lazily. "Gawk later," the girl states. She grabs her right wrist and flattens the palm facing toward the hollow. "Hado 31: Shakkaho!" The man shrugs, "you never were one to sit back and watch, Setsuna," he comments before adding, "let's go. We'll finish introducing ourselves when this is over."
Meanwhile, in the time it took Juma to leave and return, the girls chain seems to have calmed down, but is missing a link. The girl manages to compose herself enough to explain. "my...my gravestone.....some students destroyed it with a sledgehammer....and...and.....when they did...m-m-m-my chain started to eat itself!"
As if to prove her statement, the chain begins to encroach on itself once more. Fortunately, it's only a single link, leaving five left, but the girl is in obvious pain. Almost as suddenly as her encroachment resumes, another creature bounds into sight. It sniffs the air and looks around, trying to determine somethings location. It seems not to notice anyone walking on the street, and they don't seem to notice it either.
Meiyo smiles at Ruri, though it is a somber smile. "Okay then. Hurry up and grab your things, we gotta go ten minutes ago." Mara pointedly studies for her next class, deliberately ignoring the other students. Meanwhile, Mada finishes his apple and tosses it in the trash. With the crowds more or less dispersed in the hallways, he opens the door and walks out without saying a word.
Meiyo watches him leave and comments," wonder what's gotten into him? Did you two get in a fight?"
Beyond the house, Kiro is able to see a thin, vertical line of blue energy forming in the distance. Small motes of blue energy form in the air and float toward the small pillar of energy as it forms. Sudenly, Kiro hears a gruff voice behind him. "Best not to get involved kid. Just keep on walking."
The voice belongs to a large man, at least seven foot tall, 220 pounds, all muscle. His skin has the color and consistency of old leather, and a patch of rough stubble indicates where he recently had a goatee. He's wearing a pair of threadbare jeans and a white muscle shirt with several growing sweat stains. Around his neck is a coin with the kanji for "Wrath" etched in.