Exodus walked slowly. It hadn't been long since he had learned that the war had begun again from a hell butterfly that reached him in the world of the living.When he returned to the shinigami HQ he learned he had been ordered to eliminate the Sexta Espada. At that point he began to make his way into the sereitei avoiding all the hollows and arrancar as he could. He cared nothing for the lower levels buy was dead set on his target, as his discipleship in Squad 2 had taught him.He did observe his former home as he walked. He remembered the days he called this place home and a burning hatred began to rise in his heart towards the arrancar.Now all that remained of the bright city of hope was broken walls and blood stained rages that were once vivid banners of shinigami pride for there squad. Exodus was appalled at the arrancars lack of respect for there homes. He remembered when he visited Los Noche a long time ago to confirm his thought. His movements were slow to save up for his fight with the espada. He knew that the arrancar wouldn't surrender there life without a fight, but Exodus did hope that it would so he could get back to healing the others. He was thinking overs and over again about how it may use its special abilities on him and what they were and if his power would defeat them. He didn't rise his reiatsu knowing it would draw attention of everyone to him instead of just the Sexta, so he just kept walking trying to find them. He wondered how long it would take but sighed as he thought of the him being able to walk these streets once again.
