Yukio Yamamoto opened a garganta back to his home in Hueco Mundo, glad he could finally rest. Wandering the dunes he wondered where Blanca was this time and sat down thinking. "I've been feeling this nagging in the back of my mind...as if I was sensing something. I wonder what it is..." "Interesting parlor trick. Forge Anew, Kibo." Yukio swung his sword as it transformed into a doubled bladed western style one, with a black blade and white edges and a gold handguard. "But it will take more than that to intimidate me. Zetsubo!" Yukio swung his blade, releasing an arc of blue energy.