In other words, this guy possesses the authority of "guiding the way forward," which means he should wield power over space.
This is bad.
Isn't this a total counter to The Living Fish Inn!?
That old move we pulled on Ibaraki-dōji back then—using the warped space of the inn to trap him like a rat in a jar or dog behind a closed door—probably wouldn't work on Sarutahiko-no-Mikoto at all.
At this moment, Sarutahiko-no-Mikoto turned his head, great swatches of maggots tumbling from his rotten, blood-red face. Those filthy eyes flashed with a touch of mockery, locking onto Kamiyagawa: "Such petty tricks, and you... want to die?"
The fallen Underworld God could feel it—as a threat, Kamiyagawa was more dangerous than that annoying Karasutengu who'd just tangled him up. Besides, Kamiyagawa looked like the leader of these Wild Gods, exuding some strange aura that could buff his underlings in battle.
