Shadowsneaking [Garro, Nel Private]

Garro's body instantly tensed up as he saw the building red glow below. This was bad. He scrambled to get to his feet, unable to get traction fast enough to tackle Nel out of the way. The beam of energy was hurtling upward at them now, and Garro feared it was too late.

Then, his mighty Vice-Captain planted her feet and did something that only his second in command could. She took the Cero head on, not only that, but swallowed it whole. Garro's eyes were open wide, claws dug into the quartz from trying to save her, just staring. Luckily he was speechless, because he wouldn't have a chance to say anything as she suddenly and violently sent the blast right back at them with her mysterious powers.

The rebounded Cero now crashed down below to wipe out the entire center of the crowd, the remaining Hollows only barely making it away as they scrambled to safety just out of the blast's diameter.

Garro's eyes lit up, this was something to be proud of. Nel had surpassed his expectations, by far. As he went to speak his praise, he knew his words would fall onto deaf ears. His poor partner had collapsed. A small bit of him winced at the idea that he might have pushed her too far, but only to be washed over by both his duty and pride as Captain. She pushed her limits just like he strived to do. "Rest now, child. You have done incredible..." He whispered.

Looking back down to the carnage below, the smoldering blast zone was clearing of its smoke now, and the Hollows seemed to be lurking back out of their hiding spots. This had changed nothing, other than how many of them there were.

Closing his eyes and grinning to himself, Garro nodded. It was time to go home.

Somersaulting forward, Garro grabbed Nel by her ragged shirt, slinging her up onto his back. Crouching low onto the branch, he scanned the area below for his escape route. Alright, no time like go time. Readying his stride, he hooked his arms in sprinter fashion, karate-chop hands ready to go. Then, he kicked off of the branch, throwing himself out towards the tree closest by.

SHUNPOOO!

He zoomed through the air toward the tree, the Hollows below all turning their heads in unison to watch the small morsel soar to the next tree. As Garro's feet met the quartz pillar he aimed for, they all the same pushed off into a smooth backflip. His tiny hands held Nel on tight, and they both soared down finally to the sand below like action heroes.

Now, the final trial, Garro had to get through the swarm to get to the escape. Luckily, he was an expert at swiftness. His speed coupled with his still supressed Reiatsu, he might as well be a mighty breeze sweeping through the horde. With a grin, he clutched his hold on Nel tightly and lowered his head. Then, continuing his masterful Shunpo, he kicked back sand as his feet dug in, arms rapidly karate-chopping the air. He rapidly flew forward, barely visible other than the fact that you could clearly see him and he was leaving a massive trail of strewn back sand.

The Hollows seemed to ready up for their prey to come to them, but Garro was not planning to run to them, but THROUGH them. Approaching the swarm now, he flew right through on of the Hollow's legs, swerving aside to avoid its tail. As he did, a giant clawed hand slammed down to grab him, but Garro deftly sidestepped, sprinting on deeper into the group. Now, claw and tooth snapped and grabbed at him from all directions, Garro fought to dodge and sidestep each attempt. He had precious cargo, even if she was making this even harder with her weight.

Now at the end of the horde, stood a large beast, looming over Garro as he sprinted up. It tracked him as he came closer and closer, until finally it roared and slammed both of its hulking fists into the sand to try and smash Garro. Alas, it was futile for these beasts. Garro had already leapt up into the air, and sprung off of the beasts fists, vaulting up his arms and finally one last diving-board leap onto the top of the monsters head. He took this final jump and flew past him, his feet scrambling through the air until they finally hit sand again. As he ran, his feet slowed finally, as he stood at a safe distance.

Turning boldly, he scoffed and shook his head, "Revel, Beasts. You are able to live another day... but let it be kno-" but before Garro could finish his speech, suddenly a volley of dozen of Cero began to charge up and blast their way through the air toward him. His eyes grew large and he scrambled frantically to spin around and continue his escape. The blasts all began hurtling around him, near misses, but enough to really get the pep in Garro's step. His head was thrown back, arms rapidly cutting the air, legs pumping their way forward into the distance.

They had made it, now Garro could see it. Sanctitude. Moonlight.