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"Guh!" Things had picked up very quickly, and Alicia was forced to be swift on her feet as Soth bombarded the area of her illusion with tentacles in the notion that a wide enough coverage would hit her anyway. It was a valid thought, though what blows landed were deflected away by her enhanced uniform for the moment. She didn't want to rely on that however, and kept on the move, smacking tentacles and thrown attacks with the shaft of Star Seraph when she wasn't desperately dodging for her life. 

At the same time, the situation became more clear. The Horror had extended the barrier across the room, cutting off any chance of outflanking. And the barrage of attacks meant there was little time to set things up. At least her allies were holding, though she wondered if the glyphs on the wall did anything, or if they were just decorative. Nonetheless, they were running out of time.

Then the pale girl yelled out, providing a clue. Eyes glanced upwards, to confirm what had been said. It looked like the wall didn't extend up that high. A pity she couldn't shrink, and the attacks meant a jump was unlikely to work, but it was a step. Now they just needed more, an opening, some to make this work. 

As it turned out, sword girl provided the answer, given in glimpses she provided through her deadly dance of carnage with the Horror. It was hard to spot, but she could see the altar, and it began to cause some thoughts to trickle into her mind. Somehow she expected that the loss of a limb or even a head wouldn't deter a Horror, meaning that targeting the body itself was likely a futile gesture now that she had the opportunity to think about it. She would need to use an alternative target, and there was one that sprang to mind which was as good as any other she could come up with.

Whilst dodging, the plan went into action. Those with discerning eyes might notice the golden string of Star Seraph beginning to glow brighter as time went by, a result of the energy poured into it and the enchantments laid on it on the fly. She didn't want to leave anything to chance. The distraction meant that she did take some more hits, but none were sizable enough to disrupt what she was building towards before she initiated her plan.

Finishing the last of the enchantments, it was all too easy to swing into action as she flipped over another assault, threading the needle as the pulled back the drawstring and launched her bolts. "Fire in the hole!" For a normal archer this would have been impossible, but for someone with magic, it became a lot simpler. Her arrows had forsaken their traditional shape, becoming akin to bolts or a small spear. They flew true and almost in the blink of an eye. After all, they weren't real, so for someone with the power of Light, they could theoretically go that fast. Even merely faster than an actual arrow would be good enough for this.

What followed was the rest she had built up towards, as once the arrows had passed through the gap in the barrier they would curve, or bounce off the ceiling depending on the angle. The first couple of projectiles then speared down at the body, aiming for the torso or the head as if to do mortal harm to the vessel that rested in their path. Those were merely a draw, however, for the last few projectiles which glowed with their own fierce intensity from the built up energy inside them. And when those came down they would burst with a radiant force, one that would send huge slices through the altar itself as they burned with a raging intensity. As Elroy could attest from earlier, light was also heat, and that could be enough to reduce whatever the altar was to molten stone and send it crumbling.

Now then, fingers crossed that it actually made some sort of difference. At the very least it would be distracting, and that would have to be good enough for them to come up with another plan. 

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