Hollow Terkuat Di Bleach Novels & Stories

chest. The blade crunched through the bone-wood. I twisted it. The creature shuddered and fell apart, turning into a pile of white dust at my feet. "They're fragile!" I shouted into the comms. "Hit them hard!" "They're swarming!" Kai yelled back. To my left, a Sanctuary soldier—a young wolf named Jace—was too slow. A Hollow Man grabbed him. It didn't stab him. It just... held him. Jace screamed. But it wasn't a scream of pain. It was a scream of erasure. Where the white hands touched his tactical armor, the color drained away. The black Kevlar turned gray, then white, then crumbled into dust. The hands touched his skin. Jace’s skin turned gray. His eyes rolled back. "No!" I screamed, lungin

"She had power, and grief, and no methodology. Your ability is refined, by comparison. Specific. The Hollow is what you get when that kind of power is applied without control or direction." "And my version is controlled." "Your version is instinctive, which is not the same as controlled. But the instinct is precise." Morwen turned a page. "That is why the Hollow targets you. You are the thing it was built to be. Functional, directed, capable of actual anchoring rather than catastrophic overreach." A pause. "It recognizes you the way a broken tool recognizes the working version of itself." Clara sat with this. "That's a slightly unsettling metaphor."

Extreme Anchor SeveranceHe can no longer hear Elara or Kael’s mental link.Terminal "He’s flatlining," Rhys whispered, his hands shaking as he monitored the energy readouts. "The bolt isn't just a weapon; it’s a cancel-command. It’s telling his body that the shifter gene doesn't exist. If we don't pull it out and bridge his core in the next ten minutes, he’ll become a 'Hollow'—a human shell with a dead soul."