2-1 Muken

I'm glad you've removed your eyepatch for this battle. I must commend you for that. But then, if this is the full extent of your power... I pity you.

!!

Alas... You're too weak.

You only need one arm to swing a sword. Why is it that you won't put your other arm to good use? I had hoped you would've put your heart and soul into our last battle.

Huh. Listen to you. Spare me the sentimental sweet-talk if you're gonna use cheap tricks like that to try and beat me. Man, you really have changed a lot, haven't you?

What the hell happened to that person I used to admire?!

What do I care about your admiration?! This is a battle to the death!

And for the record, I haven't changed at all. The only difference is that when last we fought, I didn't resort to such cheap tricks, as you call them, because I didn't have that luxury.

What're you..? Are you saying I've gotten weaker since then?

Oh, how I admired you.

No matter what I killed, people, trees, bugs... It all felt the same: boring. Like swinging a sword around all alone in the dark.

Then I met you. Fighting you was the first time I felt fear. The first time I felt the joy of battle. I wanted to fight like you, become like you.

And now you're saying...

...that I'm going to die here today, never having known what it's like to defeat you?

Hn!

Damn it to hell...

What's the matter? For a moment there, your mind seemed miles away.

Hyargh!

(What just happened? I swore I was...)

(Screw it. No time to worry about that now. I need to focus on this battle! And savor every minute of it!)

(Kenpachi Zaraki... I won't let you die. It's only on the verge of death that you grow stronger. That is the flaw you chose to give yourself.)

(It is also...my greatest sin.)