Rukia's gaze shifted to where her sword skittered across the crystallized ground, glittering and pale as it lay still. "You think it is over because my sword is not in my hand? Hmph." Her last two fingers on her right hand curled toward her palm, and she inscribed quick patterns in the air with her remaining fingertips. "You are a fool."

She could see his frustration and impatience beginning to mount. He wasn't taking her seriously anymore, and that could not be tolerated. She focused the core of her spirit, channeling her life energy into her kidou spell.

"Bakudo 33," her voice cut harshly through the air as hot blue flames swirled into the center of her palms. "Pale Fire Crash!"

She launched the blast of fire at Yuri, not pulling any punches. If he continued this stubborn refusal to strike her down, she'd force his hand.