The other young man pulled the spirit-girl close as Dieter watched, obviously trying to protect, or at least calm her.  The Hollow emerged into clear view and paused, sniffing at the air and turning to look--<em>directly in Dieter's direction.</em><br/><br/><em>No mask,</em>Dieter thought.<em>Hole in chest--scared, but typical spirit</em>; he released the string of his bow and let his arrow fly.  He had never seen a Hollow without a mask before, but that hole in their torso was unmistakable.  Even if it wasn't a Hollow that he just fired at, never had he seen a creature that scared wandering spirits in such a way that didn't need to be put down.<br/><br/>Before his arrow even struck its target, the lone Quincy had already begun to coalesce the reiatsu around him to form another Spirit Arrow; by the time the creature realized it had been attacked, Dieter would most likely be able to strike again.  Anything that resembled a Hollow was not to be taken lightly--especially when the souls of his fellow humans were at stake.  Reflexively, his body tensed, preparing to dodge, despite the multiple city blocks between them still.  He was no fool; he learned from his mistakes--he had never faced a Hollow fast enough to cover this amount of distance without Dieter being able to see them coming.  Then again, he had never faced a mask-less Hollow before, either.