Grimmjow and Ichigo were poised to fight each other in the barren landscapes of Hueco Mundo, their swords already drawn and their eyes filled with determination. Just as they were about to clash, Grimmjow's keen senses picked up a familiar voice calling out from the distance.

"Yo, Ichigo. I'm gonna—"

He froze for a moment, his ears straining to listen to the voice. When he recognized the voice of his beloved fiancé, his fierce expression softened for a split second, immediately turning to the source of the voice.