Dammit! This wasn't turning out good at the least!<br/><br/>Hisaki raised his arm for another strike at the hollow, flash-stepping behind its back in an attempt to cleave the head off, but a long, strong tail hit him in the middle of his motion, and threw him onto the ground. It pinned him there, trapping the soul-reaper's body underneath its weight, but Hisaki managed to slice half of it off before he'd be crushed by a claw, aimed at his head. His sword clinked as he blocked the blow, and he was already about to strike again, when something crashed into his feet, and threw his balance off completely.<br/><br/>Two hollows. Two hollows well over the average power level were just having him for dinner... Yes, his Reiatsu was high, but not for the purpose of being consumed! And he wasn't going to become anyone's tasty meal.<br/><br/>He cut off one appendage of his second opponent off in three quick strikes. To keep his Zanpakuto sealed was pointless by now. He raised it before himself, and put one hand onto its blade, but in the middle of shouting the release command, all he felt was some strong pressure onto his back. And in that very moment, he was tossed up into the air and away, towards the window of a nearby building, leaving nothing but a trail of blood in the air.<br/><br/>The glass cracked as he was thrown through it, shattered into a myriad of pieces, and completely shredded one side of his hakama. His bloodied body collapsed onto the floor of something that looked like someone's bedroom... It took him a while to realize he has a huge hole straight through his chest, but when he did, he immediately dropped down, losing any previous progress to climb back to his feet.<br/><br/>Then, he realized something else - the room wasn't empty. There was someone inside... The human wouldn't be able to see him, anyway, though.<br/><br/>His main concern was not to bleed out straight away and die in here, though, with his quickly disappearing conscience, that seemed like a difficult task. His fingers were forced to clench into fists to help him stand back up, but his effort was fruitless...<br/><br/>Even his spirit energy seemed to be disappearing. As if it was leaking...<br/><br/>Oh, damn. Was he really going to die here? So shamefully, by the hand of a hollow, and in the middle of someone's room?