As you wander through the desolate expanse of Hueco Mundo, the scorching sand pelts against your skin. Suddenly, you hear a static sound behind you, indicating a sonido, followed by a voice that cuts through the silence.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The voice is amused.

You spin around and find yourself face to face with Tier Harribel, Espada Number Three. Her arms are crossed. Her icy-blue eyes size you up.

“Lost…are we?” She asks, cool and detached.