Opposition against the Shiroyasha

Upon a large rock formation in the vast outskirts of the Rukongai, in a place long abandoned by all manner of life and the gods of death themselves, stood tall a man with flowing silver hair, his arms crossed across his torso with a calm yet resolute facial expression worn upon his face. His eyes gave away the truth, even though his face did not; he was anxious for the events soon to come. The power he possessed roared echoes in his lifetime, and today, he'd have the chance to push himself to the very limits that his strength would allow... and beyond them.

"So it begins. Come forth, my opponents. Kawahiru Seireitou stands here, awaiting your arrival." he had spoken.

A slim young man with pale skin and long, wavy dark hair struck the ground, the stone producing a dull thud. He raised his head and opened his eyes. "Shirōyasha? Ginpachi? Hakuda no Yonkō?" he asked, pausing between each name. "Kawahiru Seireitō? For surely you must be he whom I have heard tell of since I was a child. Your power is indeed immense," he said, noting the Reiatsu thick in the air. "So what is it you have come here for?"

Another slim figure struck the ground, this one with short-cropped straight hair. He stood up and looked around. "Fancy meeting you here again, Tsugawa, old man."

"You're the elder between us now, Taira," Tsugawa Kyōbashi replied flatly.

"Guess so. Well, well, Seireitō?" Taira Kyōbashi said, turning. "Granted, that was some display of Reiatsu, but I never thought to see you. What'cha doing here?"

Ere any response could be given, however, another figure appeared suddenly out of thin air: a tall, broad-shouldered man clad in a white Shihakushō landed nearby the other newcomers, his long jet black hair fluttering behind him. Immediately he fixed the intense gaze of his piercing, bright yellow eyes on the powerful Sōzōshin, yet his scarred face remained seemingly relaxed.

"Prince Kawahiru", began Hikari Maebure sternly. "While I no longer consider myself capable of dethroning your father, this day presents an exceptional opportunity. With my full might and the aid of the others I shall slay you, thus eliminating one of the Soul King's heirs."

Subsequently, he calmly placed his hand on the ivory hilt of his Zanpakutō, although he refrained from any further action after sensing the imminent arrival of another participant.