A burst of overwhelming power erupted wildly from Aizen's fingertip.
This strike was swift, fierce, and precise, wielding unstoppable force! With the urgency of a life-or-death moment, it moved as fast as a thunderbolt. Merging the ferocity of the Gale Leg Technique, Aizen seized that fleeting opportunity entirely. His inner strength raged outward uncontrollably.
A heaven-shaking finger strike!
Aizen's black hair flared wildly, while Kean's eyes widened in horror as he was forced back, but Aizen's finger still jabbed directly at his brow.
"Pop!"
A crisp sound echoed.
Kean's pupils dilated; his body shuddered, and the horror in his eyes dimmed slowly. The one-eared man, sword in hand and charging from behind, hadn't had a chance to react. Aizen abruptly retreated, seemingly heading straight for the sword tip, as though attempting suicide.
