She waits patiently for him to finish his bow, her nine tails fanning out behind her like a peacock, as she meets his gaze, her eyes full of barely-restrained fury. She utters a single word, "Tsukuyomi," and her eyes seem to... shift, swirling with strange, ancient symbols, as the world around the two of them melts away.<br/><br/>The first thing he is aware of, distantly, is his body, still standing atop the fountain, precisely holding the pose he left it in; he'll note that no time is passing, during this. The second he'll note is the unmatchably powerful illusion, binding the two of them, an illusion of such depth and complexity, it makes even the powerful simulations he has encountered for his games look like a cheap bard's trick.<br/><br/>"You invade our home. You assault my daughters. You threaten our safety." Her words are swirling within her fury, as she stalks closer. "Tell me why I shouldn't just break you, here? Aside from the fact that it might actually take some effort on my part?"