[A tranquil silence reigned over the woods, save for the whispering rustle of wind-kissed leaves...]
[You took out the 'Nine-tailed Fox's Tail Fur' and used the tool again.]
[As the pure white fox fur dissolved, a beautiful barefoot woman arrived, treading upon the empty air...]
[Her pink robe billowed in the breeze as she was enveloped in a turbulent sea of deep purple lightning. A gargantuan image of a celestial fox loomed behind her, howling towards the heavens.]
[The 'Trace Origin Nine-tailed Fox', upon inspecting its surroundings and not finding the formidable adversary it had expected, set its bare feet on the ground, its body's lightning dispersing. She bows towards you in acknowledgment.]
[As you watch the woman's puzzled expression, you pull out a sharp tooth the size of a span...]