As the attack slammed into her, Neliel gritted her teeth. It was much more difficult to accomplish than she thought it would be, but the ancient demon began systematically absorbing the vicious blast. When the transfer was complete, Rukia's demon form melted away and the exhausted woman sank to the ground.
Nel absorbed every bit of Rukia's attack, but she knew the temporary influx wouldn't last very long and it worried her.
She tried to school her features before Grimm saw her, but it was no use...that man was too damned observant.
His anxious eyes met hers as he sank to his knees at Ichigo's side. "Nel," He spoke quietly for once, "What is it?"
Nel wasn't too proud to admit her fears, but she was fucking terrified and knowing that wouldn't do Grimm any good. "I'm just...anxious, I guess." His azure eyes held her captive and forced her to be more honest, "If Yorui and Kisuke don't hurry then we've only succeeded in delaying the inevitable..." She whispered the last, willing him not to hear, "Ichigo can't last long."
"That's not good enough, Nel," Her lover growled. "We have to think of something else!"
Rukia stirred from her spot on the ground. She pushed herself to a sitting position, but the other two could see how much the action cost her. Obviously annoyed by her weakness, Rukia spoke. "Human blood," She gritted out, "It always aides in healing us-even a tiny bi...