Until Rhode breaks through into the reality, blood dripping from her hands as she summons a volley of candles, three or four shooting directly into Joyd's back, causing him to break his grip on Tyki.

"Leave him alone," Rhode snarls, tossing another candle at the representation of Joyd, and another, and another, until the Noah is forced to his knees with a choke.

After all, this is her world. And her rules apply.