Chapter 29: A Losing Battle

I see... All right.

Didn't seem like it was good news. Somebody die?

Is it necessary to answer that?

It is. Spiritual Pressure's disappeared where Bazz-B was sent. If nobody's dead, that's a failure for Bazz-B.

Finding faults amongst comrades. That's not art.

I get inspired whenever I look at Izuru.

Melodies come flowing out like tears just holding a guitar near him.

If Izuru's gone, my Flying V and I will be sad.

Sorry. I know nothing about art.

But don't worry. There'll never come a time for you and your whatever V to cry.

Because you're going to die in five minutes.

I guess you really don't know art. There is no guitar that wouldn't cry with all of these men dead.

My guitar and I are already crying. Don't think you're leaving here alive, Quincy.

Even a little girl like you is a warrior for the invading army?

A doggy like you is a captain? The Soul Society must really be understaffed!