He-El, I Look Forward to Our Future

The Zanpakuto in Aizen's hand trembled as he prepared to flick Ichimaru Gin away and throw him to He-El. "Aizen, I'm not negotiating with you." He-El sat upright on his dark steel throne, his face cold as his eyes looked down from above. "Return my adorable subordinates to me, or let me kill you here, where you use Gin and Rangiku as shields." Aizen paused. Ichimaru Gin's body, hanging from the Zanpakuto, swayed slightly, but Aizen did not throw him to He-El. He-El's overwhelming strength had exceeded Aizen's expectations.