Kuroiame intensely watched Chisato, readying herself for Chi's next move. An inaudible gasp was made by her as the orange light started to shift around her, as though warped. Seeing the three 'clones' of Chisato, Kuroiame wasn't sure exactly was was going on, no handsigns or notible movement had been made to hint at a ninjutsu nor genjutsu. As Chisato took off in a sprint, Kuroiame rushed to defend, but her sight unbalanced her. Holding Yukiryuu in its awaiting defence, Kuroiame heard words, as though they were whispered by a ghost in her ears, it caused a feeling of unease in Kuroiame, which didn't occur normally.

The multiple Marikos came closer, she raised Yukiryuu to meet them, but found nothing. A cold feeling of minor confusion and worry bit at her as the whistling of Chisato's blade seemed to echo around her, though nothing was there. At her shoulder, she felt the flame and turned toward the heat, her face had an agrivated snarl. Her thoughts collided and mangled, what was happening?