She’d only just arrived to Karakura town, having been freshly deployed from the Seireitei. She had hoped it would be a quiet night initially, but alas--the shift in reiatsu immediately caught her attention. She heard the cry of another and with a few Shunpo steps ; She arrived just in time to see the young woman attacked. In a flash, she drew her blade and sliced off it’s head. Amber eyes flashed, ❝That’s no way to treat a lady.❞
Heat radiated into her reiatsu, and she drew her blade, slashed a quick and clean cut across it’s mask. Mishil sheathed her blade and leaned down to the girl as it vanished. Dark waves of coppery hair spilled over her shoulder as she crouched down, inspecting the fresh wound. ❝Oh ouch, that’s a nasty gash.❞ Always was a shame when hollows struck pretty women.
She offered the girl a patient smile, ❝ If you don’t mind, I can heal it some to close the wound Miss? ❞ She wasn’t about to pretend the girl couldn’t see her---not with that kind of energy she emitted.