[on one hand, she knows picking a fight is a bad idea when she's here with no Master.

on the other... she really, really does not like this child. no one hates tamamo like tamamo hates tamamo, and this child sounds just like her.]

Hmph... We are merciful, child. As Our husband would not wish harm upon you, We will grant you one chance. Prostrate yourself upon the ground and apologize before Our grand magnificence, and We will spare your life.