[center][abbr=Pit][img]https://i.ibb.co/7VzgY22/pit.png[/img][/abbr]
Word Count: 1301 (+6 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]5[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 199/50
[b]Location[/b]: Dystopiascape[/center]
Ultimately Pit didn't concern himself with the Moebius' dying words. At best the man was misguidedly evil, but if there was any meaning to parse from those words he'd leave it to the smarter members of the group. Though he did briefly wonder what Palutena would make of all this, that train of thought was forgotten as soon as they found Giovanna safe. Pit waved to the martial artist, then she was quickly out of sight as the Seekers proceeded into the Guardian's chamber.

The arena was an incredible blend of sci-fi and magic, but nothing drew Pit's attention more than the hulking machine sitting in the center of the room. It was a huge winged robot! Its shiny chrome and gold bits combined with the white and blue paint job further enhanced its appeal, giving it a cooler, almost divine look. And the lights on its front that resembled a face... 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"I think it looks really cool!"[/color] Pit said, refuting Sakura's comment that it was ugly. Not that his opinion was going to stop them from destroying it. 

[i]I wonder how this thing measures up to the Great Sacred Treasure?[/i] the angel thought to himself, hopping onto the platform it stood on. There was no way something artificial like this could stand up to the work of Dyntos, right? But if it was even comparable, then the Seekers were in for yet another hard fight. At least this one was expected, rather than sprung onto them.

Little did they know how much harder it was about to get. The area's other Consul sped into the arena, delivering yet another surprise. 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"How come they got a free ride?"[/color] he mumbled. Upon learning just who it was that joined them in the Guardian's chamber, and what their goal was, Pit grew more serious. So Luka's brother really had something like this in mind the whole time? And Nox, the person they'd been warned about...

He would have told Nox off for his actions (if he knew what he was doing was evil, why do it in the first place?), but as soon as the robot had goaded them into trying to stop him the former Secretary of Absolute Defense had charged in - meeting a shockingly quick end. Pit gaped for a split second as his mind rushed to catch up with what had just happened. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Goldlewis!!"[/color] 

Pit dashed into battle toward Nox's group a beat behind the others, but a beat was all it took - with Tycoon activated it swung its massive arm across the area and caught Pit in its path. He turned to see the metal coming toward him, his head buzzing with thoughts of how to deal with imminent impact. With his recent gambles not entirely paying off, Pit hedged his bets and leapt up as high as he could, using his wings to go farther while he quick summoned the Orbitar for as much defense as possible. But the shield wasn't strong enough to completely stop Tycoon's swing, and Pit was about a second too late to completely clear it either. The Orbitar mitigated some damage before it disappeared but otherwise was unable to stop its wielder from being flung across the arena. He slammed into the wall and fell, landing dazed on a pump. He struggled to clear his head at first; he hadn't taken a hit like that since fighting literal gods! When he did pick himself up, shaking off the pain and leaping the gap back to Tycoon's platform to rejoin the fight, he found the battle evolving quickly and lethally. 

From the robotic parts that had flown off from the Guardian, lasers seemingly frozen in place were finally released. They crisscrossed over the arena all of a sudden, forcing Pit to throw himself to the side to avoid one of them. For once he cleanly recovered, rolling through the impromptu earthquake Karen released then popping back up onto his feet to finish speeding into battle. 

Everyone - the Seekers, Tycoon, Nox and his allies - was engaged in the fight. It was a chaotic tangle, everything from fist fights to exchanges of magic going off in a relatively small section of the arena all while Tycoon bared down on the two teams fighting over the chance to take its spirit. Pit didn't even have a spare moment to admire the draconic form Sandalphon had mentioned to him before, if he didn't want to be struck with a stray projectile or another swipe of Tycoon's arm. 

It was the Guardian that Pit chose to focus on at the moment, firing upon it constantly. Light arrows flew as fast as he could fire them, striking all over the machine and searching for any place that Pit guessed might be a weak spot. Maybe it didn't even have one, as armored as it was. Still, [i]this[/i] was their mission. On the off chance they could take it down before overcoming their opposition, one of them could snag its spirit and the fight would be all but won. Pit had been bouncing around while firing to avoid what he could when he could, and was doing a good job of it until he felt something strike his right shoulder. It wasn't very painful until the second hit, which hit his right wing. Instinctively Pit jerked away and pulled his wing in, spinning around to see what was hitting him. Only then did he note some very important changes: Nox's party size had apparently increased, as their were three extra copies of the boy with them... and Blazermate and Roxas were nowhere to be seen.

[i]No way! Did they...?![/i] After everything this group had survived through just [i]today[/i], was it actually possible they'd lost three members in such quick succession? Pit's heart was sinking, but he steeled himself before despair could even threaten to take him. 

It was Mephisto firing into the Seekers that had struck him. Pit thought he might have heard their archangel call the boy out as the enemy healer, and right now he was running unchecked around the battle. It was time to switch priorities - clearly Nox and his team were way too dangerous to leave for after the Guardian, even with the disadvantage they had in numbers.

Pit dismissed his bow, replacing it with the rainbow orb that would becoming his Breaking Palm. He closed his fist around it as soon as it appeared, willing it to adhere to his skin as quickly as possible. As soon as it did and the chromatic marks traced their way up his arm, he opened his hand back up and unleashed his assault. Much faster and more homing than his arrows, the energy shots from his Palm could chase down even the slipperiest of foes. Since Pit couldn't tell the difference between the real Mephisto and the fakes he targeted them all - shimmery rainbow energy blasts spreading out and driving toward their targets at speed. They zipped through the arena and struck each copy of Mephisto, and then kept coming. Each of the four grunted upon being hit and attempted to outrun the rest, but it was a veritable barrage of light which they were unable to escape. 

Without much of a health pool, the shots from Pit's Breaking Palm chewed through the copies with sheer numbers despite their relatively low damage individually. And with the original revealed, all of that fire could be focused on him. 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"There's no way we'll lose!"[/color] Pit shouted to the room at large. They couldn't if they wanted to free the world, and avenge the sacrifice of their friends. Reaffirming himself, Pit fired everything at Mephisto. He could still move about the battlefield and dodge Tycoon as he did, using dashes to send larger, more powerful dash shots along with the rapid fire.