[The thunder crashes uselessly around Luke, his hierro blocking most of the effects. Oh, it still hurt, but not so much that Luke couldn't easily lift the Sword one handed and block Van's on coming charge like it was nothing.]
[Poor Van; he'll be wishing he was like Aizen right now. The two are quite alike if you think about it. At any rate, Luke raised the Sword over his head, the smirk broadening on his face.]
Howl, Lorelei!
[He slammed the sword into the ground where it broke apart, binding to Luke and making his reiatsu skyrocket.]
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...to think I used to fear you.
Oh and also hi Skyla
Meeeeer? Who's this?
Indeed. It is time to end this.
[He shoved Van away from him as hard as he could, gripping the Sword with both hands...]
a certain digit that is less than eight, greater than six, and equal to 7.1 minus .1!
A;SDLKFJASLKDFJ <33333333
Howl, Lorelei!
[He slammed the sword into the ground where it broke apart, binding to Luke and making his reiatsu skyrocket.]
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[He demonstrates by lazily pointing a hand toward Van, "lines" of sound converging until it started to glow with the power of hyperresonance.]