[center][abbr=Octopath Travelers][img]https://i.ibb.co/88KWNj5/OTbanner.png[/img][/abbr]
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[color=FFC6C6][u]Level[/u]: [b]10[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 181/100[/color] [color=2e2c2c]------[/color] [color=BC8DBF][u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 232/70[/color]
[color=gray]𝙱𝙿[/color] [color=gold]●●[/color][color=gray]●●●[/color] [color=2e2c2c]----------------------------[/color] [color=gray]𝙱𝙿[/color] [color=gold]●[/color]●[color=gray]●●●[/color]
[color=lightgray]Word Count: 804 (+4 exp)
[b]Location[/b]: The Under[/color][/center]
The more damage the Hollow Knight took, the more aggressive it became - but at the very least it was easy to see that they were making progress. The collective efforts of the team were wearing the vessel down, after which point it would be up to Kamek to make sense of the Dreamcatcher and let them in to face the Under's true Guardian. 

After suffering the knight's parry, Therion largely stuck to ranged attacks. His mobile cover in the form of Sectonia's antlers was compromised not long after the initial infectious rain, forcing the thief to abandon them and stay on the move - though with everyone else present and taking the knight's attention he avoided danger. Primrose was among those fighting up close and personal, her Berserker triggering and empowering her strength and speed. Normally she would enjoy the extra space and reach that her lance afforded her, but the Hollow Knight's nail might as well have been a polearm too for how large it was compared to the average person. She clashed with it, or managed to dance out of the way of lethal wounds only to take advantage of it going after someone else to land more hits, however glancing they were. 

Then it all came to a head. Their often unseen helper from the Organization zipped into the depths of the temple, restraining the vessel just long enough for the Dreamcatcher to do its thing. Suddenly, the Seekers were back inside of a dream. 

With no idea what they were up against just yet, Primrose had to choose her next dance more strategically. She performed a second Sealticge's Seduction, this time bestowing its effect on Bowser Jr. so that his healing or status purging would benefit the entire group at once. That was all she had the time for, as an angelic alien descended in a blaze of light and began its assault just as swiftly as its prison vessel had. 

Walls of light, rain of swords, searing sunlit lasers - it certainly wasted no time in putting the Seekers through their paces. Its very presence was discomforting, and it rained hell on the group like an avenging angel or a demon disguised as something divine. Both of the Travelers were thrown into evasive maneuvers, heeding Ganondorf's warning as the the second part of the battle began in earnest. 

With evasion being one of Therion's specialties, he fared better than most. Only the wall of light was trouble; when he realized he couldn't easily get out of its way since it covered the entire platform they stood on, he crossed his arms defensively and hoped for the best. The same was true for Primrose, though the falling swords had come too many and too quickly for her to get out of unscathed. 

[color=D34C25]"Ugh..."[/color] the dancer let out a small noise of pain, resisting the urge to clutch at her cuts. Instead she thrust her lance toward the Radiance, pointing her striker towards it while she summoned it. [color=D34C25]"Makami!"[/color]

The wolf demon howled its understanding and rushed through the air towards it prey. It easily weaved through the swords with its paper thin body, delivering its Double Fang attack directly to the Guardian. At the same time Primrose was hurrying to catch up to it herself, giving her mana time to regenerate and using her Ravaging Confession to appear behind the Radiance after it teleported. Seeing as the Guardian preferred to stay airborne above the Seekers, it ended up with Primrose only able to get one or two slashes in before having to catch herself mid-fall. After floating back to the ground she huffed, and relied on her Devout Beads to contribute to the offensive. The ring of magatama spun as though charing before firing off their rapid projectiles. 

Looking at the radiant being, Therion didn't get the sense that this would be a contest of stamina. It hardly looked like a living creature, rather made up of light or sickness or something else entirely - so it was better to assume it could conjure its swords and lights indefinitely without tiring. Going by that logic, offensive would be the best defense. He took the first opportunity he saw, using the King of Evil as a springboard to get up close to the Radiance. His own body began to glow as his Boost activated, empowering the point blank Wildfire he let loose onto it. The force of the spell pushed him away and he flew back through the air, just managing to right himself not take too hard of a landing. 

Beneath him a section of the platform they were on began to light up. Taking that as his signal to get out of the way Therion sprinted to the other end. Swords sprouted out of the ground, restricting the fighting area for now.