Tsao casually caught the sensation being emanated by Mispair, immediately taking it in and shooting it back at her to let her know that it was received and felt immediately, amplified and was about to be used to subdue her further now that the storm not only quieted, but also bonded the Phantom and Tsao in their broness through the 4th. "Yeah, calm that shit down. It ain't keeping the Peace around here." He glared at her from the corner of his eyes, as if in a flash, lightning could strike her down right then and there, just like that, if she were to continue disturbing the Peace of the Sacred Isle. It was kept Peaceful in, for and BY Tsao's Presence for a reason, probably that she wasn't aware of. Still, somehow, he caught on also to the Phantom's feelings at the time, as though they were unified, and even those of the gentle, silent and barely visible breeze wafting gentle in the air... Yet, with all the intensity, could very well stir up again, if agitated.

Mispair was shocked and dunced by them, completely dumbfounded and about to fly out of her wits. She just wanted to strangle all three of them... Especially knowing that they were right and she couldn't say anything against them. That was the worst part about it. "Ugh!!! OOO!!! YOU!!!" She went through a series of powerful flares that radiated around her body like a burning furnace, yet were quickly subdued and contained in an imprisoning, depressing air that nullified the flames immediately. "No fair... Three on two..." She sniffed, furrowing her brow in a cute frustration, hands trembling in anger and slight depression at the want to bust his fucking face in. "Stop..." she clenched her fists tightly, "... Making me want to..." A lot of thoughts and feelings flew off in her head and entire body all at once inside of her, some of love and passion, others of destruction and doom, yet somehow all of them tying together in a perfect way that kept her at a level-headed temperament.

Quote: "... Phantom..."

The resounding echo of the Bearer of the Voice very subtly resounded, speaking through the very Breath of the Wind with decisiveness,

Quote: "... It's Time To Begin Major Operations."

This was his call to his place in order to begin serious operations, now that many minor technical difficulties were taken care of. All the while, Raijin glared at Mispair, feeling her intensity and beginning to crackle a bit with his own. She should have been able to only feel, but not visibly witness, a powerful electrical current surging through her nonstop, and with it, a great deal of immense electrical sensations that already charged her very body with the vibrations of her very feelings. She was entering a zone as if to be recognized as a threat, but had not acted on these feelings, which is seemed Raijin was waiting for on behalf of the Raigami, who was also focusing with the same Consciousness and Intent from the connected waves with their Oversoul. They all Felt, Experienced and Focused on the same target and were all ready to completely obliterate she and her bad vibes if she wanted to catch it. Yet, direction would be left to Tsao-Rin. Even if Raijin could move independently, he was entrusted to Tsao and would wait until instructed simply based on that alone.

The Phantom chuckled, his body flickering as the distortions in the Waves made from Mispy's heat flared up, giving him the slightest cover from her vision. He vibrated outside of the wind barrier, surging with electricity within his entire being, as if generating a great deal of energy within the Red Core upon his chest. His smile was wide, playful and mischievous, yet for some reason, also loving, warm, tender and with some sort of passionate undertone. He got close to her and whispered in her ear, "... If you wanna finish me off..." he licked her lobe lightly, body still flickering in the midst of her heat, "... Then you gotta catch me, first, Artichoke~*."

With that, his body completely dispersed, as if nothing but a hollow construct or projected reflection that could no longer maintain its shape without the physical condensation of energy that made up the Phantom's form. He suddenly disappeared without a trace, unable to be tracked or followed and leaving his lovey with a... rather lovely invitation to an engagement later on... If she could hold out long enough, that is. The situation she was in right now... Absolutely called for her composure. She was set up. The only lingering physical sensation she could feel as the image faded away was a light press of lips upon her cheek before even that became nothing more than a moment lost in the moment it happened, along with the Phantom's true self, intent and movements.

Mispair's trembling hand tingling with a series of sensations was but a sliver of a second too late to snatch him up by the Family Jewels and clench them. She wanted to crush him so badly for some reason, and it was very difficult to explain how it made her feel and why, yet... She knew that it made her feel good, despite how infuriating it was. Perhaps, it was that, in and of itself that was so delightfully dreary about it. But when she grasped and found that there was nothing to hold firmly onto, she was surprised as the illusion dissipated in her hands, finding out that he'd escaped whilst she was distracted with their loving exchange. "Dammit..." she mumbled, still trying to figure out exactly how she was feeling and how she was going to react, since she was aware that it was dangerous to just act any old type of way, which she usually did, regardless of whomever or whatever was going on. That would get her fucked up by the two that were still glaring at her.

"... He fucking won again..." she thought, clenching her hand even more tightly that before, to the point where it began to shake violently at the thought of crushing his Jewels even more. What was worse, it was before she could retort in any given way, even instinctively, of which he already seemed prepared for, which only infuriated her more about how he knew her so well... Even though secretly, she loved every bit of it simultaneously. "... I can't wait to..." she blushed, closing her eyes and exhaling heavily, letting all of the tension out as a sensual sensation stimulating to all senses at once in equivalent disperse of said sensations, "Kill him~..." It almost sounded like those words meant something different than what they seemed to be... Perhaps, a secret language only the two of them could understand. Regardless, saying it and feeling it and accepting it made her feel better, and allowed her to concentrate better in order to know where she should focus her attention further in order to best get the jump on him later on. She'd have to take this hit and just punch him with a bazooka blast as soon as she found him. "Mmm..." Even the thought of it was soothing to her, for some reason...

"Hey. Yo. Come On, Now." He continued to give her 'The Look' whilst she went through her little sensual creampie scenario or whatever the fuck. He could literally feel everything around her as if he were feeling exactly as she was. So, if she was feeling it, he for DAMN sure was feeling it... And probably to an amplified degree, as well. Such is how he ensured nothing disturbed this Peace... Lest the Bad Vibes get to him and he starts the Black Storm. "This is a Child Friendly zone. Calm yoself down. Save that for the shadows. Miss." He finally looked up and saw the image of his Chomao bestowed upon him, protecting him as though a Guardian of sorts. "Aw, baby. Raijin is here!" He almost wanted to let B.B. go out and play with Raijin, but. They had things to do with the Flying Thunder God. "Aight, sit tight. Dr. Lightning is about to--" That's when he realized that Mispair was still here and the Phantom was gone doing business elsewhere. He wondered what he was supposed to do about her...

"... Uh. Mis...? You... You good? You need some help getting home, or somethin'? You know I Got You, right?" With 'Raijin' on the case, it wouldn't take very long at all, actually. He figured it was polite to make sure his homie's girl got home safe and sound. "Wouldn't want my boy to worry... Ya know?" He wouldn't want to be worried about someone he loved, either. Especially not B.B. He already lost her once... And suffered the Insanity of Melancholia... King Keaton's Dark Wolf Days.

She knew that he was off to do a great deal of things in the shadows that nobody knew about nor even understood... As much as she wanted to keep him to herself, it was literally impossible with the way things were. The only way that they were going to be able to remain with one another again was to right all of the wrongs in all the Veritas. They needed to get themselves to the 9th as swiftly as possible.

Finally, she loosened her grip on the already completely faded illusion, like a dream slipping right between her fingers. Why he couldn't just be in her hand right now filled her with despair. "... No..." she said lowly, yet sweetly, "... That won't be necessary. Thank you, though." For some reason, Mispy wanted to walk through the peaceful Sacred Isle and enjoy the serenity for a little while. Maybe it would take her mind off of things and make her less stressed. "I'm gonna walk around by myself for a little while..." She waved and started off down one of the paved trails, "... Goodbye, Raigami... Dreadfully delightful visit it's been..." She sighed heavily and took off down the stairs of the Temple's South Gate. From there, she would exit the Spirit World and return to the Real World.