Zeria stands alone in the massive training field, expression calm, yet eager. Her hair like flame dances in the wind, and her gaze locks its deadliness onto Tenchi.
"You, Tenchi Tu Muyo...you are sentenced with being a spy to the seireitei. Your punishment...death"
In an instant, Zeria darted towards Tenchi, her zanpakuto swinging in an arc for his throat...