The goddess felt uneasy. Someone had entered her shrine, but how? Could it be her barrier was becoming weak. Immediately she stood up and left the room she had been in. Who was this that had been able to enter? Yokono hadn’t gotten very far as she turned a corner to bang right into the stranger.
Stumbling back, she caught herself before she fell and regaining her composure blinked at the….man. “W-who are you? H-how did you get in here?”
As they crossed paths, Madara crossed his arms over his chest. Obscure hues glanced up and down a few times before fixating his gaze upon her facial features. He felt an eccentric aura surrounding the woman. “You…it would seem the legends are true.” He articulated rather sternly. Albeit, he took a moment in admiration of his visage before him. The atmosphere among the duo entailed a strong aura of power. And that is what is driven through his veins. “This barrier of yours, however, seems to need some sort of adjustment.”