Avi leans forward, grinning at him. "You're on, then."<br/><br/>Amaterasu agrees, glad for the extra time, as she'll need as many as she can to recover the lands conquered by Kyuubi, as quickly as possible, and consolidate her people.<br/><br/>The next few weeks pass uneventfully; the pregnant members of his harem grow a little larger, some other members grow a little restless at being left alone, and not just sexually; the fact that he's locked himself away irritates more than a few, even if they can still speak with him.<br/><br/>About four weeks later, however, his attention is drawn, very sharply, by a sudden, sharp, screaming in his head; it's not a direct mental link; it's too quiet for that, and it takes him a second to determine exactly what it is; fifty or so of his followers, either screaming to him for aid, or simply screaming before vanishing entirely, along with a noticeable loss of worshipers; sixteen killed, outright, and, over the next minute, another dozen passing away, and more prayers being directed at him, and requests for spells, than he's experienced before.