Fukaku noted his expanded abilities, as he sat in the station. Looking up at his next targets, he fires off 4 arrows at once, each hitting one of the clocks on the other side of the old station.
"I'm doing better..." Fukaku noted. "Not good enough, though. right now, I'll have to strive my hardest just to beat the stronger rank-and-file shinigami... I need to be stronger." he finished.
"And the stronger hollow, too." Fukaku amended, remembering recent events. another, small voice in his head voiced concern for the woman in his head. he pushed it aside. He knew she was safe, and the attachment needed to end there. Once, another time, he might have tried to court her, maybe build a family...
unfortunately, it was simply too dangerous a possibility to even consider.
Fukaku shook his head, firing off another volley of arrows, at his new chosen targets.
"Now, I can fire 6 per second... let's try for 7, now..."