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The senkaimon doors opened up about fifty feet above the ground, when a figure dashed out of the doorway. As the chinese like doors closed, the shinigami landed on the ground.
"What the....This place sucks already. There's like nothin, but wasteland, and rock here. Great, just my kind of place." As he walked around, the wind continuously blew sand on him. To keep the sand out his mouth, his scarf covered most of the face area. Only his eyes weren't covered by the cloth,but the long bangs helped to keep them hidden from any sand particles trying to bother his neon green voids.

It became bothersome for him to walk around in this area, because there was no idea as to which way he was supposed to be going. All that was known to him, was go to this place, and wait for further notice. Only someone of high ranking would have the guts to bring him out there, because of his own high rak. If a vice had done it, they'd be in big trouble, and arrancars would have a worse situation, considering foust's hate for them. This left captains, or ninja, which meant there was probably going to be a fight soon. Although being in a desert helped him out, because there wouldn't be many places to hide. An open battle field, and a lightning user meant trouble.
"Hello! Somebody? Anybody?"

When the tall fellow ofered a handshake, Foust was more than happy to do the same. While shaking his hand, the reiastu that was owned by this one man was rather impressive. The difference between the two power levels was noticable. In fact, the Third Squad's captian didn't seem to have much at the time, but that was normal. Holding back his spiritual energy was to keep others at bay. If no one knew about his true power, they would most likely underestimate him, making them have made a big mistake.
" Vincent huh, well I'm Foust. What's with the meeting here?" The wind blew the end of his scarf around so that the Squad Three symbol would be shown, giving away his true rank as captain. Therefore, it would be pointless to speak of his ranking. This bigger man seemed stronger when comparing looks, but it was possible they were evenly matched. Nothing was for sure at the moment, but things were about to heat up in this desert wasteland.

As this shinigami rose his spiritual pressure, all it did was make Foust laugh. The difference between them was far away now, and yet he wasn't efected by the dense pressure, nor did his rise any. It was like to him, nothing had changed even though the energy could be felt.
" hahahaha If it's a fight you want, then you should attack. hahaha!" His hands didn't reach for his sword like this new opponent did. Actually, he just got into a fighting stance as if he was about to fight with his fists for a street fight. His left foot was in front, pointing at Vincent, and the riht was four feet behind it, facing in the right direction. The right hand was in a fist at belt level, while the left was barely bent, but out in front of him. With his body being straight up, it would cause him to be tooo sturdy, so instead his upper body was just relazed. Then, his spiritual pressure shot up in one quick spike of energy to only go back to the almost unknown state it was usually. Smiling widly under the scarf, his sharp teeth couldn't be seen. The neon green color of his eyes glowed through his dark hair though. He looked somewhat serious, but really wasn't, just layed back still.

When the sword was lifted high, and barely started to move downward, Foust stepped to the left so easily. The attack may have been strong, but lacked everything else. With speed on his side, he lifted his right knee up, changing balance to the other leg. Leaning to the left, the foot lauched at Vincent's stomach in a swing side kick. Foust may not look strong, but indeed his strength wasn't weak at all. Plus, the speed at which his attacks moved added some more umph to the hit. The kick was fast, but just inches before colliding with his stomach, he shunpoed to the other side. Still acting quickly, the attack continued on Vincent's left side, but targeted his kidney area instead. Speed plus power indicates Foust isn't a pushover, and can cause lethal damage if not taken seriously. No one had been able to match him when it came to quickness, and Vincent wasn't going to be the first to become faster.