Unfortunately for him, his whirlwind doesn't provide him with that much of a view, as most of them quickly place up illusions over themselves; about half, he can't casually penetrate, and the rest are merely difficult to see through. The eight-tailed woman doesn't even flinch, as the attack lands a few feet in front of her, batting away the stone shards that fly loose to strike her. Her eyes watch his movements, as he theatrically leaps into the air, and, between his starting and ending his word, she's gone, as he feels a hand on his back, a feather-light touch, a half-instant before her powerful<em>ki</em>strike lands in almost the same spot.