At first, Hisano's laugh echoed through the underground premises as Tsumetai dakufureimu did just what it was supposed to... That was, till the cero started forming. Her amber eyes widened and the smile disappeared... That was, before she was blasted into the distance by the sheer strength of the cero. Taking a direct hit pushed her back, leaving marks in the very ground below.<br/><br/>She could feel hitting some rock by her back, and being pressed onto it by the cero... And then it was gone. She opened her eyes - the rest of the wraps on her other hand was gone, and thin streams of blood were running down her pale skin, but other than that, her forearms, crossed on her chest, apparently took nearly all the damage of the cero. Just a long scratch, horizontally stretched across them, was the extent of the damage. It left her tired and weakened to take that much direct damage, but far from incapable of fighting.<br/><br/>Her laughter, much akin to the cawing of a crow, was nearly psychotic. He entertained her so well! Even made her reveal her Shikai! What a wonderful fight!<br/><br/>Still carrying the released blade in her hands, and laughing in her ravenous manner, she approached Kazuko. But instead of aiming the tip of the sword at his throat, she offered him a bloodied hand to help him stand up. "Now stop playing dead. I want to repeat this one day."