There was no absolute difference between their strength and that of the Shinigami. In terms of reiatsu, they held the advantage. Logically, their opponent shouldn't be able to outpace them through Shunpo alone.

Yet they couldn't land a single blow on this Shinigami.

Her Shunpo was executed with such precision that they couldn't comprehend it. This wasn't ordinary footwork—it was something more akin to sorcery.

Under normal circumstances, her speed seemed rather average.

But those moments of sudden, inexplicable acceleration were truly maddening.

This was precisely how she managed to fight three opponents simultaneously.

Without that mysterious footwork, they would have overwhelmed her long ago.

"She shouldn't be able to counterattack while evading; she hasn't mastered this technique completely," Sung-Sun concurred with Mila Rose's assessment.

She had concluded that this footwork wasn't natural to this Shinigami. A Shinigami's Zanpakutō typically granted a singular ability.

Otherwise, with the speed she had demonstrated, she could easily have severed their heads already.

"No footwork will save you—just die!" Apache roared, aiming the horn protruding from her head at Rangiku Matsumoto. A crimson Cero blazed toward its target.

She had abandoned any pretense of finesse.

Since their opponent could only evade, a large-scale attack was the obvious solution.

Witnessing this, Sung-Sun and Mila Rose had to acknowledge that employing Cero was indeed the optimal strategy.

Though Apache typically appeared careless and seemingly lacking in intelligence, in battle, she displayed remarkable tactical insight.

Rangiku had anticipated this move. She calmly swung her sword's hilt, manipulating Haineko's ash to form a defensive circle that absorbed the Cero's impact.

The three female Arrancar intensified their reiatsu and continued their relentless assault with multiple Ceros.

But Rangiku was a battle-hardened warrior.

This pressure paled in comparison to her experiences with Shiroha Uehara.

She had undergone rigorous "training" many times, and her evasive capabilities had been thoroughly refined.

Being attacked by enemies meant confronting mortal danger, but being pursued by Shiroha presented its own challenges.

Once caught, it meant enduring a fate both painful and pleasurable—perhaps worse than death itself.

The threat was substantial indeed.

Thus, at each critical moment, Rangiku responded flawlessly, successfully evading several consecutive Ceros.

"I can't tolerate this any longer!" After an extended period of unsuccessful attacks, Apache could no longer contain her frustration.

She exchanged knowing glances with her companions, then tore off her left arm and cast it skyward.

Firing continuous Ceros consumed significant reiatsu. If they continued expending energy at this rate, they might exhaust themselves before defeating their enemy.

Sung-Sun and Mila Rose likewise severed their arms and threw them into the air:

"Quimera Parca!"

As the three women's limbs merged together, the reiatsu within them began to coalesce and amplify.

Within moments, their combined spiritual pressure had increased to a terrifying level, approaching that of an average captain-class Shinigami.

Simultaneously, the space around them began to twist, deform, and rotate.

A massive humanoid monster materialized from the distortion.

The hill-sized beast wore a distinctive Hollow mask, adorned with deer antlers, lion's mane, and snake tails—reflecting the characteristics of the three Fracción.

It released a dull, resonant, and terrifying roar as the reiatsu surrounding its form grew increasingly violent and potent.

"What manner of creature is this? Why does it possess such overwhelming power?" Rangiku's expression shifted. She had never witnessed such a formidable fusion technique.

This monster appeared to be formed from the fusion of the three women's arms, yet its reiatsu surpassed their combined strength.

Truly remarkable!

Observing the enormous beast before them, the three women displayed cruel smiles.

Mila Rose declared proudly:

"This is our ultimate technique, developed to defend Lady Harribel's honor! Ayon exceeds our combined strength and can be summoned indefinitely. Your demise is assured! Go, Ayon—tear this enemy to pieces!"

Apache shrieked, "Wretched Shinigami, die!"

Rangiku reacted swiftly, first manipulating Haineko's hilt to create an impenetrable defensive circle.

However, she quickly realized its inadequacy and immediately shifted to evasion.

The massive figure of Ayon suddenly vanished from sight.

Without sound, Ayon materialized before Rangiku and extended its massive hand.

The defensive circle formed by Haineko's ash instantly dissipated, unable to withstand even momentary contact.

Chaotic, violent, heavy, and lethal reiatsu enveloped Rangiku, nearly striking her... Fortunately, she reacted with exceptional speed and evaded the attack at the critical moment, narrowly avoiding being torn asunder.

She thought to herself:

"Using the footwork Shiroha taught me, I can barely evade this monster's attacks. If this continues much longer, defeat is inevitable. This enemy is formidable, and we cannot afford to lose this conflict. I must secure every possible advantage. There seems to be no alternative! I have no choice but to employ that technique."

If circumstances permitted, Rangiku genuinely wished to avoid using that particular technique.

Though extraordinarily powerful and potentially life-saving, it was profoundly embarrassing.

However, amid warfare, she couldn't afford such hesitation.

Finally, with flushed cheeks, Rangiku grasped the transparent ice crystal embedded in her chest, whispering softly:

"Master, I beseech your assistance..."

This transparent crystal was the charm given to her by Shiroha, which had replaced her original pendant.

He had promised that reciting this "incantation" would ensure her survival.

Rangiku recognized this as another example of that infuriating man's questionable preferences.

Nevertheless, she also acknowledged his tremendous power.

So, in desperation, Rangiku reluctantly uttered the "incantation."

Though her voice was barely audible, the three Fracción nearby still detected it.

Simultaneously, a bemused voice emanated from the ice crystal: "As you wish!"

In an instant, the crystal shattered, and a figure materialized before them.

A handsome man appeared, clad in snow-white attire, with sharp features and penetrating eyes!

"What a shameless woman! Are we unwitting participants in their private game?!"

Rangiku's bold plea stunned the three unmarried women—Apache, Mila Rose, and Sung-Sun.

This Shinigami was engaging in some absurd charade!

Though this man was undeniably handsome and distinguished, surely such behavior was inappropriate!

Were all Shinigami this peculiar?

They felt their understanding of the world beginning to crumble.

Despite their occasional playful teasing of their captain, those were merely harmless jests. If any of the three women ever seriously contemplated such actions, they would be paralyzed with fear.