Looking between the light-weight stinger covering her right arm, the kite-like shield hovering over her left, and the pointed metal greaves covering her lower legs and feet, Soifon couldn't help feeling indignant. For several decades, she had despised her Bankai as it was functionally useless in all but a few situations. Now that she knew the giant missile wasn't even her Bankai, she wished she could materialize Suzumebachi again, this time to strangle her personally...
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Not a Mob: Psycho
Komik · Einlion
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