JULY 9, 2014.
Post by EZEL on Mar 23, 2014 16:06:33 GMT -5
"An invasion so soon... This man's tongue is poisonous." Ezel mused, eyes narrowing on the shinigami. He voiced no complaints however, keeping his suspicions to himself. There was no necessity to get involved - if he which to lead the Espada to their demise, he'd welcome the challenge. The Primera cared little for his allies, and only the Godking had a slightly higher pedestal than them, but never would he underestimate their potential and power. It was this shinigami that would be made a fool of he did had malicious intent.
Nabill and the volatile Vaaen would be issued with greater responsibility - allowing Ezel the freedom of solitude. He wouldn't waste time with strategy. Nothing could effectively lead the blood-thirsty brutes that served under him, and the best one could hope for was pointing in a direction and telling them to march. In honesty, he considered leaving his own forces out of the battle, as they would be but a nuisance for when the Primera felt obligated to put in effort. He was still embarrassed that he stood at the doorstep of Seireitei and didn't have a head to present towards Luucio.
"I will not show that much pity this time." he vowed, eager atone for his own mistakes.
