He cared not for her reaction or what this woman would do to protect herself. None of it mattered. As he had seen with many people before her, she had instinctually gone for her weapon, resting a hand on the hilt of her blade, as if that would do anything. Although she would be unable to see it, Mox had a very devilish smile spread across his crooked face, his eyes glaring at the woman from behind his mask. He did not expect to find such a beautiful and worthy sacrifice today, Lord Jashin would be more than pleased with him. He would not wait for her to react or run away, and instead would slowly move his hands together, steel fingers lacing in between each other, forming intricate hand signs.
After his quick string of seals Mox would raise both of his arms upwards, the black sleeves of his cloak sliding down to reveal that his entire forearm was covered in this steel armor. He would hold out both of his hands, palms open and facing the woman. On his palms would be a red circle painted onto the steel, with a red triangle placed in the center of this circle. He would raise his arms up towards the sky in a holier than though fashion, making sure to keep the red symbols on his palms pointed at the woman the entire time. These symbols would be familiar to anyone who had worked around the village, as they were the exact same symbol painted at various crime scenes around the moon village.
If at any time the green haired woman would look upon the red symbols painted onto his palms, she would instantly be placed into a genjutsu. It was a simple genjutsu that was subtle, she would not even know that she was in one for a second. After his hands reached their peak, he would instantly drive both palms together, clapping his hands and allowing a ring to echo out as the steel collided with steel. Mox would then pull his hands apart slowly, a red metal rod appearing between his hands, as if it was being pulled out of the symbols on his palms. He would pull the rod out totally, revealing a 3-foot-long red pole with sharpened ends.
The genjutsu, if Ami were affected, would have already begun, as 10 clones of the robbed man would begin to emerge from the jungle on either side of the duo. They were illusions of course, but this woman had no way of knowing that. The illusions would slowly step out of the foliage, making it seem like she was getting surrounded. Each image of the man would also have a red rod in its hands, each rod held in a way that would make her think they were trying to stab her. The real Mox in front of her would move the rod downwards and slowly walk towards her, making sure to mimic the movements of the illusions now circling in around her.