There had been countless instances where she made the swiftest, most precise, and most appropriate decisions with her life hanging by a thread.

Under relentless pressure, this judgment capacity had long since become instinctual.

Eyes and ears might deceive, but instinct remained infallible.

Yet this encounter proved different—her instincts betrayed her.

She couldn't grasp the trajectory or position of her opponent's movements.

Shiroha stood clearly before her, yet she couldn't land a single strike.

Logically, a Zanpakutō should possess only one distinct ability.

His power should relate to ice manipulation, so what explained this perception-distorting capability?

"There exists a fundamental disparity between our perspectives," Shiroha remarked while casually wielding the simple ice blade in his hand. "Your judgment suffices when confronting others, but proves inadequate against me! Ultimately, this stems from our divergent understanding of power. The perceptual abilities you consider formidable represent mere child's play to me. I can confound them effortlessly."

To be candid, he felt a measure of admiration for Harribel.

To achieve the position of Tercera Espada, regardless of shortcomings, her talent was undeniable.

Her beloved subordinates had been incapacitated within seconds, and she faced an opponent she could never defeat regardless of effort. Most individuals would have surrendered long ago.

Harribel maintained composure, and even now hadn't unleashed her full capabilities, instead methodically gathering intelligence.

This capacity for endurance was truly remarkable, but that remained its limit.

Though currently engaging with merely an ice clone, he remained an adversary beyond Harribel's reach.

Across from him, Harribel clenched her teeth and continued exchanging strikes with Shiroha.

She deliberately refrained from employing her unique abilities.

Shiroha's freezing power proved too formidable.

Confronted with the terrifying capacity to manifest a massive ice sword from nothingness, her own capabilities would prove ineffective.

However, even in pure swordsmanship, she found herself thoroughly outmatched.

If not for Shiroha's minimal killing intent and infrequent counterattacks, Harribel would have fallen long before.

She had never witnessed such extraordinary swordplay. It appeared deceptively fundamental, yet was executed with overwhelming mastery.

Such swordsmanship transcended conventional metrics of speed, strength, and reiatsu.

At this juncture, Harribel acknowledged that even in the purest form of blade combat, she and Shiroha existed in entirely different realms.

Such an opponent was genuinely terrifying.

Furthermore, Shiroha possessed another peculiar ability that disrupted her rhythm.

This placed her at a profound disadvantage, her attacks stifled like a child being disciplined by a parent.

Observing how Shiroha toyed with her repeatedly, Harribel grew increasingly bewildered:

"This defies comprehension. With movements such as yours, you couldn't possibly exceed my speed. This transcends ordinary swordplay! Could this be another form of illusion?"

Though different masters employed different styles, all techniques fundamentally relied on spatial awareness.

When masters engaged in combat, they competed for the space and time required to strike effectively.

Whoever secured advantageous positioning before their opponent would emerge victorious.

However, Shiroha defied this principle.

His movements appeared to transcend the constraints of space and time.

When Shiroha attacked, he seemed to command infinite space and infinite time.

How could one counter such swordsmanship? How could one defeat such an adversary?

Meanwhile, in the replica of Karakura Town, Starrk, having released his Resurrección, didn't immediately attack, instead engaging in heated argument with his weapon.

He quarreled intensely with the gun in his right hand.

This weapon actually represented Lilynette's incarnation.

Their relationship was characterized by constant bickering yet underlying affection.

Additionally, following Resurrección, Starrk's attire featured wolf-mane decorations.

This signified his latent soul power had awakened.

Henceforth, he could employ more powerful abilities.

Yet these abilities remained far from representing his complete potential.

Jūshirō Ukitake, positioned below, observed this sight with astonishment:

"The gun... the gun speaks! Could it be that small girl?"

Comprehension dawned suddenly.

Moments earlier, he had attempted to persuade the Arrancar named Lilynette to abandon combat.

He consistently showed particular leniency toward children.

As a gentleman, he believed children should remain uninvolved in warfare.

Ukitake didn't realize such perspective might cost him his life.

With this mindset, he had refrained from employing serious force against Lilynette, merely engaging her casually through several exchanges.

The two had reached stalemate when Lilynette suddenly merged with Primera Espada Starrk overhead, then vanished.

Shunsui Kyōraku, positioned above, recalled Starrk's statement preceding transformation:

"Dividing one's soul to transform it into a weapon. So that's the meaning! The time has come for serious engagement. However, my Katen Kyōkotsu refuses cooperation, necessitating fundamental approach initially. How troublesome!"

With this consideration, he activated Shunpo and tossed his hat toward Starrk.

When his opponent's vision became momentarily obstructed, Kyōraku slashed with his blade, intending to cleave both hat and Starrk in two.

He achieved only the first objective, slicing the thrown hat cleanly.

Starrk behind it had evaded.

When attacked, Starrk immediately ceased arguing with the "gun spirit" Lilynette and activated Sonído to escape.

Having narrowly avoided the strike, Starrk, wielding his dual pistols, regarded Kyōraku with grim expression:

"You actually attacked while someone was speaking..."

Before completing his statement, Kyōraku swung both swords, generating a spiral of compressed air: "I'm not particularly courteous!"

A tornado erupted with incredible velocity, momentarily trapping Starrk.

Starrk hadn't anticipated his opponent's sudden aggression and initiative.

Given current circumstances, Kyōraku needed merely to delay.

Logically, the Espada should have exhibited greater urgency.

After all, the Shinigami possessed an absolute powerhouse in Shiroha.

Meanwhile, their leader, Aizen, remained confined within flames.

Additionally, Kyōraku's earlier performance had been so convincing that Starrk misjudged his character.

He assumed the other man resembled himself.

This assumption proved incorrect.

At this critical moment, Starrk reacted swiftly, raising his left hand and firing a blue Cero skyward.

"Takaoni!" Midair, Kyōraku activated his Shikai ability and slashed fiercely at Starrk below.

"As the name suggests, 'Takaoni' dictates that elevated position determines victory.