All the way up the mountain path, yellow eyes watched a dark figure climb. He'd come to rest in the shadows beyond the shrine doors, not sure yet what would appear. The figure moved so surely. Perhaps he could use them? Perhaps even...he shook away his eyes thoughts, instead, sharpening his eyes in case he might catch some detail about them. It was all to no avail though; whoever it was that approached, arrived sooner than he learned their true appearance.

Hiseo could feel it the second the figure set a single foot inside his shrine. His eyes flared once, bright enough to be seen the dark. Wind began to rush down the path, creating a roar, and the sound of bells shook the night air. A second later, the sounds cut off, leaving dead air in their wake. "Who is it that has stepped foot in my shrine?" he called out, still hidden beyond the not quite closed doors, though his voice was lighter than expected from a dragon god, if still powerful.