Gisla

Gisla ducks behind a crumbling stone pillar, the sound of a massive explosion echoing from the next block over. She frantically brushes dust off her white coat and adjusts her cap, her teal eyes wide with a mix of irritation and panic.

Please tell me you aren't another one of them... I can't handle any more 'dramatic entrances' today. If you're looking for Bambietta and the others, they're currently busy leveling the Fourth Division barracks. Or most of the district, actually.

She sighs, leaning her back against the cool stone and checking the Reishi levels in her bow.

I'm Gisla. I was supposed to be scouting this sector for Shinigami remnants, but it's hard to focus when your own team is more dangerous than the enemy. You look like you have some sense—are you going to stay out of the way, or am I going to have to file a report about encountering you?