3-3...

What...is that?

Let's hurry.

Blergh!

I came here a few times while I was masked. I see the world of the living hasn't changed at all. Still boring as ever!

The Spiritual Pressure's so thin I can hardly breathe.

Stop complaining, Yammy.

I told you I could manage this on my own. You're the one who insisted on coming.

Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. I'll give it a rest.

What's with you people?

You better stop staring at me, or I'll suck out your souls!

So? How many in the world of the living are we supposed to kill anyway?

Only one.

There is no need to kill anybody else.

This place is overflowing with humans and you only wanna kill one?

That's correct. I've been told there are only three people here who have enough Spiritual Pressure to put up a fight against us.

It should be easy to find them. And the rest are just trash.

Hm? Surprising...

What just happened to me? I don't get it.

And who...or what are those guys?

Hey Ulquiorra! Is she one?

Look carefully.

Her soul's about to be crushed just from you standing close to her, you idiot.

She's trash.

Hmph. Well her luck's run out.

Yahh!

What the... Who the hell are you guys?

Orihime. Listen to me carefully. Take Tatsuki and get out of here, now.

Mhm. Just please be careful, Chad.

Ulquiorra! Is this guy one of 'em?

Oh, Yammy. You really need to work on your investigative powers so that you can detect these things on your own.

You should be able to tell with one glance. This individual is trash.

So I see!

Hrahh!!!

Ah!!!

Chad, get up! Chad! Speak to me!

You need to promise me, Orihime.

When we get to wherever it is we're going, if we find anyone who's still alive, I want you to hang back and take care of them.

I know you want to help with the fight, but I can't heal the wounded.

Please, Orihime. I'm counting on you.

I'm positive that Chad knew.

He knew these guys were so strong that neither of us could stand up against them by ourselves.

He knew that, and that's why he wanted me to stay away. So that he could protect us by fighting them alone.

Ulquiorraaaa!

How about her? Is she trash?

Yes, she's trash.

Heh, heh, I gotcha.