"So... How do you think this is gonna end?"

"Fuck you."

"Awww, c'mon. You have to at least act like a hero before we finish this."

Ichigo glared hotly back at his captor.

One blue eye narrowed in a long, unhealthy, clearly pleasant thought. Everything about his prisoner's demeanour said, 'I will kill you the moment I get a chance. And even if I don't, I will be thinking about it.'

The feeling that ran through his steel skin was like sugar to a child.

The Espada ground his teeth into a hungry grin.

His prey struggled to keep his unflinchable, angry composure.

Ichigo was not walking away from this one.