“As you may have deduced, my shinigami is not dead. Though it was a near thing. Ichigo was charging Abarai when Loki managed to teleport us aside, and leave an image in our place. Barely in time; even with the flash steps Yoruichi has taught us these past years, I do not wish to know if we could have dodged Byakuya’s strike.
“We will be able to dodge it now.
“We are here, snow-white lady. We will find you both, and free you both.
Crackling power dissolved, filling her hands with darkness.
“Now that we’ve sufficiently terrified everyone within a fifty-mile radius,” Loki observed dryly, “what is our next plan?”
Fading back to black, Zangetsu’s new-old weight on his shoulder, Ichigo looked around at his friends. Who were looking back. Intently. Ack. “Um… why is everybody looking at me?”
Yoruichi hopped off Loki’s shoulder, turning a gimlet gold glare on the shinigami substitute. “I’m told,” her voice could have sandpapered steel, “you may have an innate knack for rescue missions.”