"Now why the hell should I have to do it?" Satsu asked, surveying the destruction.<br/><br/>He took another swig of the sake in his jug, guzzling down what was left inside before he frowned at the empty thing. He slammed a cork into the top and tied it to his hip. He brushed a stray strand of his long hair out of his face before tucking it back behind his ear. His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the destruction that had occured here. Attacks on the Soul Society were not unheard of but for something to get this far without being seen was very disturbing. Someone had to know this thing was coming at some point, right? Even if it killed every advance scout, or watchman, there was no way in hell their not reporting in would go unnoticed.<br/><br/>Something was wrong here, someone had to have helped it inside, though he wasn't going to voice this concern yet. He was the 'stranger' that had vanished and reappeared significantly stronger than he'd been when he left. He sighed internally trying not to think of his allies as potential traitors but he had to leave the option open if he were going to figure this out. Turning he headed for the west gate. He might complain about work but if people were in danger he wasn't going to 'stop playing'