Kazuya walks up toward the cloaked figure looking as if he was put of a fight without the blood and scratches except for his slashed up Hakama. He looks up with deep purple eyes.
"I agree with you cloaked one...this world is dull..." His reiatsu surged as he said it and his inner hollow swelled making a piece of ground crack underneath him. As Kazu kept his stare at the stranger he placed a tight lock around his zanpaktou.