Parsley made a silent note to examine the glyphs the pathetic creature had been carving during their conversation when they returned from dealing with the Soul Meister. Likely, it was some sort of teleportation spell or something of that nature. Whatever it was, it had been foiled, so she felt not compulsion to see about it right then.
"Of course. Like blood in the water." Ochazuke's fire shone in the eternal darkness of the sea of souls that was the Afterlife like a lighthouse. She focused on it, narrowing her focus until it was the only signature in her mind. She placed two fingers to her forehead and placed her other hand on his shoulder.
She nodded. "This shouldn't take long," she said to the Death Goddess.
Perfect Mockery - Instant Transmission
The three disappeared, then instantly reappeared near wherever the Soul Meister had been hiding all that time.