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It was like a matrix movie, a good guy chasing bad guys, running across the face of a building near the speed of light and causing chaos in your path. Mikhail diligantly raced after several Hollow and Arrancar down a long street full of tourists and shoppers until the the Seven of them reached the central square. Hovering in mid air Mikhail eyed each being seperately, his sightless eyes quickly sizing up his opponents. Taking a fighting stance Mikhail challenged them all. "Come at me all at once or do it succession to one another, I do not care but I'm sick of playing cat and mouse. Succome to power or be consumed by it, it matters not which you choose for the results will each be the same." Slightly less than his 6'7" Mikhail was partially croutched, his feet in a wide-er stance than normal walking but firm and steady none the less. Two large fists were brought comfortably up towards his face and his neck bent slightly. Assuming a simple, standard kickboxing stance the Medical Taichou stood expressionless waiting for one of his cocky aggressors to come forth and back up their words with action.

Six on one. Four Hollow, two high ranked Arrancar. Normally the odds would be stacked against me but in this case lady luck has been fair. Mikhail knew right off the bat that he could easily annihilate the lot of them in one go, conserving his energy and taking out all of them at once. Playtime was always over when Mikhail got involved and right about now things were going to get dead serious. "Come on now. Don't be shy. Please tell me your skills are as sharp as your tongue!" It wasn't often he spoke in such a "greater" tone. Normally Mikhail saved his spiels for later in a battle to distract his opponent but he decided to instead provoke them with his words in hopes of a quick, easy win. "Don't tell me you all are afraid of the Medical Taichou!" Boistrously he hollered at his opponents demeaning his own trade in order to win the courage of his aggressors and coax even the slightest of reaction from them.

"Elder? Me? Why I haven't even seen my first century yet you pompus child." Bantering back at the Arrancar, Mikhail shunpo'd forward in a perfectly straight path directly at Kenzeru, his feet seemingly gliding across the pavement beneath. Carefully scrutinizing the Hollow'd creatures fighting stance the Taichou was careful to keep his laugh in check. "With that stance you'll end up hurting yourself." In a less serious mood at the moment Mikhail rocketed a powerful kido enhanced jab in a perfectly aligned path with the bridge of the Arrancar's nose. While he had hoped the strike wouldn't land the Taichou had been very balls'y in powering up his strike with enough energy to send his fist through the back of the creatures skill. For Mikhail this was normal, while prolong the innevitable? The Medical Taichou didn't play with his food, he chewed them up and swallowed them sometimes skipping the prior and gorging on them whole. It was crude metaphor of sorts but it was right on the dot. Mikhail liked to end things fast and efficiently taking great care in the details of things. In many ways his "OCD" about getting things down right overcame his overall objective, that was his major downfall, do everything with grace and precision, clean and accurate just like a surgeon.

Chewing on his lower lip the Captain anticipated the sensation of a strong firm block from the Arrancar. He hoped in fact that the lowly being was smart and strong enough to do such a thing even if it caused his arm to fracture, the latter was more likely to kill him and therefore a block with Kenzeru's arm would have been the best idea. Play it smart kiddo. Don't let me pound your skull in just yet. If you treasure your life and then lets play some cat and mouse, I don't mind. In all reality Mikhail hated playing "cat and mouse". It was a boring monotous childs game that always ended in the same result of which the one with the most endurance prevailed. More often than not that was Mikhail seeing as how he were still presently here.

A surprise attack from the Arrancar caught Mikhail off guard. A long cold Zanpakuto drug through the flesh in his arm and blood oozed out. The trickling blood dripped down his arm and broke his Hi-ringu Riba-su seal and his hidden powers as a Gyakuni Hira unraveled. Visibly his Reiatsu exploded outward from his body, a large increase caused distortion in the air and the ground cracked and split beneath him. His Caduceus tattoo flashed red on his upper right forearm and the snakes of the Caduceus seemed to wrap themselves about his arm. "You've done me quite a favor. Releasing my Hi-ringu Riba-su for me has sealed your own fate." The tattoo of the Caduceus on his right arm was gone. Instead it looked as through the limb was being constricted by two snakes. The arm glowed with power but only that arm. "You see, I've gone to such an extreme that I've turned one of your kind into a test subject. I made him my little project and eventually produced this, Hi-ringu Riba-su, Reversed Healing."

Using his Utsusemi Mikhail dashed about in a circle around the Arrancar, his energies slowly building in his right limb. Thanks to his mastery of the Utsusemi technique and his mastery of ho-ho usage Mikhail's form became but an obscured blob. "Bodeishokku." Slowly only slightly Mikhail struck out at the left side of Kenzeru's body using the Hi-ringu Riba-su technique known as Body Shock. If contact were to be made the Arrancar would double over in uncontrolled pain and involuntary muscle contractions. His heart would race but not necessarily unhealthily, and he'd experience momentary muscle spasms. Mikhail would force the Arrancar into submission or death but all that relied on the Bodeishokku connecting with Kenzeru.

Dismissing his Body Shock attack Mikhail instead substituted it for another more vast range and powerful attack. "Gasu Warai" or laughing gas was a very powerful attack in deed. Utilizing his Reiatsu in healing expertly Mikhail was able to exude a gasous toxic gas from his Gyakuni Hira Reiatsu that coated his right limb. It was near impossible not to breath and therefore it was near impossible for one not to inhale even the tiniest bit of the Gasu Warai. This laughing gas was a noxious mixture that causes involuntary laughter. This is often used to steal away the breath and concentration of any opponent though it only lasts 15 minutes max (2 posts). Once an individual breathes in the fumes their diaphragm convulses with excite and often the afflicted can fracture their ribs or cause serious damage to their core. Its range was near limitless, a massive cloud of the stuff consuming the daylight and immediate area. ((Think Mayuri's Bankai gas)) Even Mikhail couldn't escape the gases but he was able to counteract them with his own Healing Reiatsu and effectly cancel the affects even though the tightness in his chest could not be difused.

Lets see how he handles this one. Mikhail could tell that the Arrancar was struggling. He had barely made any attempts to attack Mikhail, which really wouldn't have made that big of a difference, but he also did use his Resurreccion even though if he had things would be more leveled out. Does he even have his Resurreccion? Mikhail pondered the thought as he sank deeper into the dense cloud of gray gas. Sinking deeper and deeper he allowed himself to build up some of his Reiatsu that he had lost using those two attacks. Hi-ringu Riba-su was a very powerful set of attacks but they were so very draining even on Mikhail who had created them.

The gas had struck and taken affect but with a price. Mikhail felt so drained. His Reiatsu was on its last stretch. Either he won with that last move or he released his Shikai to replenish himself. Damnit. Caught up in his thoughts Mikhail became swept up in the Bala that swarmed through the smoke, each one striking him causing immense pain, searing fire and concussing, blunt blow after blow. Landing on his a** he reasserted himself by drawing his Wakizashi. The blade's hilt danced between his fingers and just releasing it from the hilt seemed to create a presence of strong menacing energy. "I'd rather not release the blade if he's yet to master his Resurreccion...hmm." Choosing a second alternative for more energy Mikhail grasped the ring on his right ring finger and jerked it loose. Immediately his energy spiked up 35%. Now this wasn't an added amount on top of his normal Reiatsu, that 35% WAS his normal Reiatsu that was simply sealed away in the silver band he wore.

Mikhail had done some crazy things in his time but the most radical in his opinion was taking a vow to seal away 35% of his normal Reiatsu. This meant that on average he worked off of 65% full power and still could efficiently command a battle. That was Mikhail though, he did everything in his power to conspire against himself and yet continued to pull out even through the worst of it all as the victor. In many ways that was why he were made Captain of the 4th Division. His perserverance and inability to just give up made him and invaluable member of the Medics each patient being just as urgent as the other no matter the injury. Mikhail was both respected and hated in that way though. His inability to seperate and segregate urgent matters from the less important made him seem indecisive. Many questioned his judgement and abilities but in the end he got the job done.