Kenpachi Ante Portas [Jingu]

Jingu didn't know who she was more furious at. Saigo, for his cheap tactics and cowardly fighting style? Or herself, for allowing such a weak boy to get the best of her? She was now realizing that all Quincies were weak in body, and therefore relied on magic. It had happened in her fight with Wolfgang, and it was happening now. The only thing she could do was slip into an animalistic mindset, one so fully canine in nature that even human language would evade her.

Knowing that pulling the spiked crystals from her torso would cause her to bleed out, she decidedly left them sitting inside of her. It made her movements sluggish in comparison to her true self, but she wasn't going to allow herself to fall from one folly like that. She wasn't going to let this stupid little shit overcome her with hidden weapons out the ass. She was better than that. Besides, she had still yet to find her one true opponent. She couldn't die until she did. And Saigo was most definitely not her one true opponent.

"Fugu ni Suru, Kuīnkuma."

Her twin blades immediately blossomed into a flash of white light. From her elbow down were large, husky bear arms in place of her humans ones. Her paws held extended claws sharp enough to cut through even the sturdiest of materials. There was nothing it couldn't cut. A giggle sounded behind her, and she immediately swiped around in a pivot. If he was close enough to hit her with his crystal, he would be sliced through. Using her other paw, Kenpachi sliced the shards sticking out of her so that only a few inches jutted out of her now. With her body's strength multiplied, she felt renewed and yet so much more carnivorous.

She stood, facing the direction of where the Quincy last was. It all seemed to process so slowly in her head, second by second. But in reality, only a handful of seconds had transpired. Either he had dodged her slash, or he lay in several Saigo chops on the ground. Baring her canine teeth like an animal, Kenpachi's wit was lost to her more neanderthal side that consisted of no words and all action.

Her claws met nothing but air, and she quietly growled at his evasive maneuvering which remained a constant throughout the fight. He couldn't just fight head-on, even with a blind and wounded animal. Though she couldn't hold him completely at fault, for anything that came in contact with her black claws would be reduced to thick shreds on the ground.

There were only so many places Saigo could run to in order to avoid a full frontal attack. Like a snake, he had slithered behind her. His landing may have been quiet, but it wasn't quiet enough. Twisting her body fiercely, her claw would sear through any oncoming uppercut, severing whatever her blade came in contact with. And seeing as he had been but inches from severing her, a last-minute dodge seemed unlikely. Though she wouldn't know, for she couldn't see how close she had truly been to being split in two.

Not relenting, she continued to push forward and slash widely at the boy, her claws cutting through air so sharply that white lines appeared behind each claw as if she had cut the fabric of this dimension itself. Saigo would only have one safe option left: to continue to dodge and attempt sneak attacks, for the moment he parried her was the moment he died.