[Cure spell? But D didn't glance down at his hand, didn't even care to. In fighting one did not simply stop to take care of wounds. Enemies would never give such an opportunity. True, Rukia and he were not enemies, but when he practiced it was through similar scenarios. Keeping similar rules. Besides, he chose to grab the blade and give himself the advantage. Hunkering down into a defense stance, he raised his bloodied hand up and motioned to her.]
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Come. This is battle.