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Hollowed Ch. 15
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"Did you feel that?" Szayel asked, pausing and turning in the direction of Arturo's and, shortly following, Ulquiorra's release of spiritual energies. Grimmjow, whom he had been paired with for their little excursion, stopped as well, but didn't seem as fazed.
"Come on, pink head," he said, in an irritated way. "We don't have time to worry about them, remember? Arty boy sent us out to eliminate Nnoitra, and that's what we're gonna do. They can just die on their own if they want to." The two of them started to run again, but this time Szayel was smirking.
"You did feel Luppi, right?" the scientist asked, shooting Grimmjow a sideways glance. The 6th gave him a dangerous look, but only nodded.
"Yeah? And?" he asked. "As long as that juvenile's dead then I don't care."
"I see," replied the 8th as they continued to use sonido.
"Just focus on current events, alright?" Grimmjow asked in a snarling voice. "I don't really feel like lingering on the current subject very mu