Despite his advantage, the kitsune come at him, anyway, attacking from all sides and angles, throwing themselves at him with seemingly reckless abandon, although closer inspection reveals the incredible amount of coordination; as one creates an opening to draw him into attacking, another is there to exploit the opening he creates on himself, working in sets of three; one drawing him in, one attacking, and the third protecting the first from actual harm. Of course, he was facing four sets of these three, at a time, making the fighting absurdly frantic, on top of the confusing illusions and distracting attacks, all intended to trip him up, even as they spend most of their time working to dodge his flurry of attacks.<br/><br/>The battle continues for what seems to be a few minutes, though, truthfully, less than one passes, before a single, crystal clear voice rings out over the assembled crowd. "Stop."