"This won't hurt you if I mess up." Yoite said, doing the hand symbols. That wasn't really what he was doing, he was channelling energy and ninjutsu but it would look just like moving his hands for no purpose.

He put them together and pushed out his will. There was a bit of a resistance, to this magic, he could feel it but then the illusion broke for him.

Whether or not it would break for Yondu, he couldn't say for sure but suddenly he was looking at the image that had been trying to impose itself over the clean city.

"It worked for me." He slouched, relieved.