Locked Onto You

As Aizen's eyes, no longer concealable even behind his glasses, brimmed with unrestrained arrogance, his deep, magnetic chant came to an end. A heavy, immense pressure seemed to weigh down the entire area, solidifying the air. Seated upon his dark steel throne, He-El's slightly tilted face revealed a faint smile. His calm eyes held an appreciation as if this were only natural. Layer upon layer of space was forced into visibility like frames playing across a film reel.