Well, darn. How do you kung fu someone that's a flyer? Leverage your skull hose, obviously. But wait, what's this? Naughty vines climbing towards that place? Scandalous! The maids knelt down, hands buried in their palms, as they softly wept at the exposure of their undergarments to such sorcery. Then they dispersed, lithe forms turning into rose petals, drifting away on the winds of pure embarrassment.

Ted couldn't restrain himself after hearing all that commotion. He barged in, viewing the knives that had embedded themselves in the walls. "That would explain the 'fwup fwup' I heard." He surveyed the room, seeing a displaced hat, three vines where the demonesses were, and the scent of rose. Koishi's work, clearly.

"I suppose that problem required a woman's touch." Ted didn't really wanna fight girls anyway.