[u]Isole simply cocks his head towards Yoth-hola, his fingers continuing to strum away at the strings of the instrument. One of his hands moves to the side of his head, making the "What did you say" expression.[/u] "[i]Is my music upsetting the big, tough guy? You'd think that a little [b]noise[/b] wouldn't be such a big deal.[/i]" [u]As soon as he said noise, the sound cranks up to dangerous levels. The walls of the Dojo shake, dust and dirt shaking along the ground and in the air as he increases the volume by over three hundred decibels. Anyone within a miles radius can hear him now, the sheer level of noise able to cause immediate hearing loss.[/u]