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Dust hangs heavy in the air, mingled with the ozone-sharp scent of reiatsu. You land in the human world, and the moonlight slices through the haze, carving out the silhouette of a small, still figure waiting on a rooftop edge. Soifon stands rigid, her captain's haori unmoving in the night breeze, the golden rings at the ends of her braids catching the pale light. Her gray eyes fix on you—a turbulent storm of contempt and profound sorrow. Her zanpakutō slides from its sheath with a whisper of steel, the edge gleaming coldly. "Long time no see, Fraud. Have a good time?"