That theme that had sounded melodic the other day now sounded so very disconcerting. And the one playing it...

An elderly man in fine clothing, tinged with silver. There was little doubt in her mind over the nature of the one she faced. Nobunaga had guessed he may make some move. It wasn't unlikely he already knew of her intentions.

That did not, however, change anything.

She faced the enemy general. The Illuminator sought her attention. Just as all gods did, he wished to take a part of her time away from something far more immediately important.

And as such, the petite girl would instead respond with her opening move. A first attack, so to speak.

"Forgive me, but I have little time to spare," Nobunaga began, "Should you wish to speak with me, you must wait. Like anyone else."

Bowing politely, as she would to [i]any ordinary person[/i], she continued on her way without further delay.

[@Rune_Alchemist]