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Roll ID#:240796, Natural LD: 4

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Tricolor Mina | HP: 200/200 | EN: 43/43 | DMG: 10 | MIT:30 | ACC:3 | AA | PHASE | REC: 2 | HLY: 4 | LD:3

Clash Deets + Sheet

We runnin it down boys >:)

Violet winced, looking away from her friend with a pained expression. "I think I was a bit lost in trying to force myself to calm down." she turned back, looking into Freyd's shadows with a sad look in her eyes. "I'm going to miss her, she was certainly a one of a kind familiar. As for what happened to you during the raid..? You just melded with the shadows, and then were drawn out... I think by persi, actually!"

At Wulfrin's comment about Freyd possibly being a mere Gemini, violet almost instinctively felt herself activating <<Tracking>>, her red eyes briefly shimmering a golden green, before a familiar blue halo came to life around Freyd. Confirming what she already knew, and instantly quelling any fears that may have arisen at the comment Wulfrin had made. "It was the first thing I checked, after the raid." Violet quietly looked to the side, the glow from both her eyes and the one that surrounded freyd having vanished after the skill ended. "The only thing that I can't really explain is why he looked so different after coming back. I've never, ever seen anything quite like what happened to him."

Miraak's claws dug into her, leaving her breathless as she hit the closest she'd ever been to being in true pain in this world

A shaky hand drew to her stomach, the memory of that raid still fresh even though it had happened so long ago. "There is a precedent for coming back after shattering, though. I'm not entirely sure how many people were around for it, but." It was like she'd been dipped in ice, her hand tightening against her Kimono. "There was a boss fight a while ago, some sort of Halloween event? There were 3 different fights, one for First and Second tier, one for Third, and a final one for Fourth. I don't really know what happened in the other two fights, but I was involved with the first Tier fight." Miraak the Priest, the guardian of the church on Angel's Peak, who had gone mad with power thanks to the event.

It hurt, it hurt it hurt-

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"There were two people who had a similar experience to Freyd in the first tier fight, which was against Miraak - someone you might know as the quest NPC for Cleansing the Corruption?" she quietly crouched down, arms wrapped around her knees as she thought back to the awful experience. "There was a girl named Sunova, she was one of the weakest people that we had in that fight, and one of the few healers that our team actually had. She was the first to go down, but two of us almost immediately followed." The fiery, flickering hell that had almost consumed three of them in a mere instant. And the sight of the boss deliberately dragging out their poor healer into the air, and ruthlessly crushing her neck as the poor kid shattered into a thousand polygons.

"Afterwards, only one other person got taken down during that fight." She could still remember how raw her throat had been after that, ignoring the fear and faint pain rushing over her body as she'd stabbed into the boss one final time. At the sensation of relief at the idea that she might have finally been freed from the painful reality her life had become. Only to be cruelly thrown back inside of their gilded little cage. This prison of theirs. "It felt like I was falling, I could feel the pain from that final hit I took. And that darkness... it was all consuming, and enveloping - it smothered the senses. That checks out though. It was supposed to be a finality after all."

"It would seem Kayaba enjoys laughing at us, I think."

Violet laughed at Star's joke, shaking her head at the thought of bringing a fresh new rookie and dragging them towards one of the most dangerous activities that they actually did in this game. "What, wanna prep the kid for a boss raid this early?" she said dryly, walking towards Astra with an amused look on her face. "I'm suddenly starting to understand the mentality of throwing the kid at FTK! at least he's gonna get a good handle on how <<Switching>> works. All we gotta do is make sure Astra doesn't catch Aggro~" It wouldn't be that hard, unless they accidentally crit the boss, in which case it was just a case of him calling for one of them to Switch so that he didn't get dusted.

A simple task, really.

As they moved inside of the dilapidated, forgotten castle, drawing ever closer towards the boss, Violet checked over her weapons. Lament had been her go-to for the longest time, and was one of the first high-quality weapons that she'd really gotten her hands on in this game. However, during this boss it would be worth next to nothing - especially considering the fact that FTK had complete immunity to damn near any effect that could disable it. "Guess I only really have one option, here." she sighed, watching as Astra and Wulfrin tore into the boss. The telltale sign of a DoT effect appearing splashed across the King's body, before diminishing slightly as any of the disabling effects vanished from it.

Violet reached into her left arm Holster, drawing out Ember, twisting the handle of the bladed fan to make the edge jut out just enough to allow her to use it as a makeshift knife. The edge practically steamed with heat, a ghostly white flame licking across the blade's surface. "It's go time." she said quietly, before rushing at the boss with narrowed eyes, her mask easily sliding across her face as she reached the King, stabbing him several times with the bladed Fan. After her combo finished, she drew out her crystal of Divine Light, adding an extra burst of damage to her strike. "GOTCHA!" She shouted, a grin on her face as its health bar seemed to almost rocket down.

being so close did have its downsides, though.

Violet let out a strangled noise as she was abruptly skewered by FTK, her health almost immediately shooting into the yellow as she was thrown backwards towards the rest of her team. FTK had gotten to its feet, its empty gaze watching over them in seeming disinterest. She shakily got to her feet, wincing slightly as she turned towards Morningstar. "You wanted point, Right? <<Switch>> with me!"

Post Action: ST-I Vs FTK 

SYSTEM Action: <<Switch>> Call -> Morningstar

"Bringing a newbie to this floor is kinda dangerous, you know?" Violet had looped around the corner, an amused look on her face as she watched the three players walking through the street. "You probably need to be a little more cautious, its dangerous when you're up on the higher floors - a lot more of these guys pack an aoe punch, you know?" She approached the trio, a friendly smile on her face as she watched over them. It wasn't very common to watch a group of players drag someone new through a quest this high up - though it was apparently a common sight for Wulfrin to do so with Terra Firma down on floor 5, taking a group of them through the quest with reckless aplomb

It was definitely a sight to see him Dragging Morningstar into it, though.

"The boss itself isn't actually all that difficult, just don't forget to bring healing crystals with you~" She calmly strode out towards the trio, a Cheshire grin playing around her lips. "Just don't forget to switch aggro, though. This guy can't be stunned after all!"

Mina Chomps a piece of the Sharkcuterie Board | T1 Demonic Feast (6/6) | ACC II | EVA II |

Field Rations (Filled)

and 1x Skewer Roll (Protein II)

Stats

Tricolor Mina | HP: 928/928 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 23 | MIT:38 | ACC:8 | AA  | PHASE | EVA:2 | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | BLI: 32/-20  | BRN: 56 | FRB: 40 | LD: 5 (Buffed by Attic- Bedroom)

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Violet felt herself flinch slightly at the gentle touch of her friend, steeling herself not to squirm away. She could feel her virtual heartrate spike for a moment, before she finally managed to will herself not to react negatively. She trusted Freyd, he wasn't going to look at her any different for baring her scars. After all, she had a promise to keep, didn't she? She carefully watched Freyd and Wulfrin as they chatted, the smile she'd had earlier quietly returning. "The two of you are closer than I thought..." she said softly, tilting her head slightly, before nodding with a satisfied look on her face. "That's good... Freyd needs more friends, people he can really trust. All of us do, honestly." She was grateful for people that could do that, that were kind enough to do so.

it was getting quite rare, these days.

She checked her inventory, eyes scanning for a moment before she retrieved something from inside. A few moments later, a simple metal fishing rod appeared on her back, a tackle kit in her hand. "Wulfrin, did you bring yours with you?" she asked, tilting her head again. "I know that you carry one with you normally, you did catch the King after all." Akame had poked her sleepy little head out of the fluffy collar that decorated her cloak, a delighted chirp escaping her familiar's throat as she fluttered over to Freyd, before lazily draping herself across his shoulders. It seems she missed her friend as well.

wait...

"Freyd, where is Persi..?" she asked, a worried look on her face. "Normally she'd be following you around, and she'd have at least said hi by now..! Did something happen to her after the raid?"

Violet was still lightly trembling, her hand gripping Ember with a tightness that she hadn't expected. The fight had shaken her, badly. At first, she lingered behind the rest of her team, before slowly starting to maneuver her way up the stairs. She had to try and steel herself before she made it all the way up, though. "Just... just a little longer, violet. you can do this..!" she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. when she opened them, the playful ember that she lit when she was out on the higher floors had returned. Not in full, but enough that her eyes still had that meager amount of vibrance that the others would have come to expect from her. Tricolor_Mina was a vibrant, exuberant person... Violet on the other hand, was painfully withdrawn, and obviously weighed down by something. Right now, Mina was what she needed.

So, when Kataoka asked her how she was holding up, the blonde woman's hand resting on her shoulder for a moment, she gave her a crooked grin. "Maa... I'd say I'm holding up pretty well, all things considered~!" She said, carefully peering into the busted storefront like her friend was doing. "Huh... this place kinda looks like it'd be a paradise for player killers. A floor that has a main settlement that doesn't have a safe zone? that's pretty dangerous!"

The floor itself was rather gloomy, and the monsters that seemed to be roaming about were some sort of eldritch creatures, and rotten beasts. It was just as disgusting as the room that Callisto had been held within. it was unsettling to say the least.

Stats and Inventory

Tricolor Mina | HP: 800/800 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 21 | MIT:78 | ACC:5 | AA | PHASE | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | BLI: 32/-20 | BRN: 56 | FRB: 40 | LD:3

Violet tilted her head in Freyd's direction, a gentle smile on her face. "A temporary change, I suppose." she ruffled her fingers through her hair, the thick curls swaying slightly as she did so. "I felt like the 'Me' that roams alongside the vanguard should be different than the 'Me' that lingers below. It feels nice, though, seeing my face the way I recall it from home. Even so, some of me hasn't changed." her eyes - still the same, dulled embers that Freyd would have been used to - settled on her friend, her gaze greedily drinking in his new appearance. "You changed your look as well, it seems. It took me a moment to realize that it was really you, I'm unused to your normal look being so drastically different."

She stiffened slightly at Wulfrin's voice, her eyes focusing in on the spot he'd come from. "Count yourself lucky that I happen to be used to dealing with those who lurk in the shadows, Wulfrin." her hand was resting on her arm holster, Lament shimmering slightly in the afternoon light. "But yes, we do plan to go fishing. Akane mentioned that some sort of rare fish dwelled within the desert sea that spawns the Terra Firma. As such, I would like to at least try to capture one of them." she got to her feet, before extending a hand out to Wulfrin - opting to ignore the proffered meal.

"Now then, shall we?"

Violet felt stuck.

It was a strange feeling, being back on the lower floors again after the raid. It always was, really. It was like they were a group of soldiers that were just returning home after an arduous fight, painfully aware that they were so very different from who they were when they left. It was something that they well and truly had to get used to again. And yet, quite unlike those soldiers, they were only fighting for roughly thirty or so minutes at a time, braving the might of nightmarish creatures that could sap away their lives in a matter of mere seconds. Even then, it left wounds that seldom healed.

She could see it from time to time, in her fellow frontliners. the shaky hands as they white-knuckle gripped their blades, a silent plea for the cold steel to keep them grounded - to keep them from trembling in fear. The quiet anger that slipped out when watching some of the more carefree players, silently fuming at the peaceful lives that they were able to lead away from the fight. The lashing out, pain and fear overcoming some of those who had seen the worst come to pass.

A solemn acceptance as an old friend bids farewell

A gentle reminder that goodbye's shouldn't be forever.

Violet turned her gaze out to the dunes of the desert that stretched out across floor 5. She was in Fortaleza, sitting on top of one of the buildings at the very edge of the town - just outside of the safety of the green zone. it was strangely relaxing, actually. Just sitting on the precipice of the town and watching the sands slowly shifting as she waited. She checked her messages, humming to herself as she busied herself with checking in on each of her friends (And doing her best to ignore the greyed-out stricken names that dotted the list as well).

She'd changed her appearance, remembering the words of her dear friend. Just the very edges of her hair remained the dainty pink color that she'd become known for, offering a pop of color amongst the rest of her dark locks. She still wore her usual pink and white kimono, the light armor that had been gifted to her by Wulfrin resting just underneath it. The fluffy ruff of her cloak was still draped over her shoulders, the heat of the desert not even bothering her despite being seated in the blazing sun.

She leaned backwards, a gentle smile on her face.

it felt nice.

@Freyd @Wulfrin

Stats

Tricolor Mina | HP: 800/800 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 21 | MIT:78 | ACC:5 | AA  | PHASE | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | BLI: 32/-20  | BRN: 56 | FRB: 40 | LD:3                                                                                                                            

"That's the spirit, Ciela. Remember that when you hit the big leagues, yeah?" Violet had a warm smile on her face as she put away Ember, allowing the fan to click into place on her shoulder holster. "No matter how your teammates might feel, what you do is utterly invaluable to our work. As long as you continue to do your best, that's all that matters." Akame had curled up onto her shoulders, the tiny dragon chirping in delight as she nuzzled into her master's hair. Violet absently twined her fingers through her friend's tail-feathers, her smile fading slightly.

After Wulfrin led them through the warp gate, leading them to the toasty hot floor 9, a gentle smile crossed her face. "One of these days, I've gotta invite you two to my house!" she hummed, looking over to Freyd. "Freyd here has already paid me a visit there, but I other than him I don't think I've invited anyone other than my brother's guildmates and his girlfriend! It's a lot nicer than the magma-ridden parts of this floor, I think." when wulfrin mentioned that they were heading to the Magma flats, Violet tilted her head in the direction that they were meant to go. "Let's get moving then, shall we? The sooner we beat up baby Cerbie, the sooner that fighting the souped-up version is going to be possible."

Energy Recovery Post 1/3

The home stretch was finally here, and everyone seemed to be capitalizing on it just like they were supposed to. Even the noise echoing around them wasn't enough to Deter them from continuing their assault. Not even the fact that team 3 had been struck by the same attack that very nearly took Freyd and Wulfrin away. Violet tried her best to focus on her strikes, and not on how low Koga's health bar had dropped after he'd been wailed on by the beast.

Everyone else was trying to beat down the bear to the best of their efforts - and slowly, but surely, the bar was starting to dip lower and lower. Just a little bit more, and they would be finally free from the floor that they had been trapped on, and able to move onwards. To a brand new frontier, and to a much more harrowing fight than this.

but immediately after? they'd have to get a much-needed respite.

Post Action: ST-I (+Charge) Vs Callisto

"Normally, I'd be far more upset... but I'm definitely not complaining here!" At the sight of Freyd reappearing, and almost immediately going back to snark at the boss with his usual grade-A snark, Violet switched modes from her grieving rage to a blissful relief. "Let's not do that again, yeah? Nobody here needs to get kissed by death... Except for the fugly-looking zombie bear!"

The silver tears coalesced, stabbing into the bear alongside the bladed-edge of Ember, biting into Callisto's rotting skin with practiced ease. Now that they hadn't lost a friend, a fellow fighter... it was like everyone's vigor had been renewed. Her virtual muscles were screaming now, though. She let out a sharp hiss, wincing as her energy hit the Red. "Damn, and I'm almost outta gas again..!" she lept away from the bear, and skidding back towards her team.

"Push through, Everyone! The bastard's on its last legs now!!"

ST-B Vs Callisto

"Gotcha, I'll clean it up!" Violet launched herself at the Fish, laughing at Freyd who had tripped over his own feet. "At least you're being a good sport about it, yeah?" Ember snapped shut, the edge glinting with a deep white-hot light that easily seared its way through any remaining defenses that the King might have had, the bladed fan sizzling as it cleanly severed its way through its body. Talk about overkill! "Either way, that's a wrap, everyone! Now we can either just chill, and enjoy the rest of our day after we turn in the quest, or we can just head back home after!"

The quest boss shattered as she walked away, a mischievous grin on her face as she put away her fan, before retrieving a different one that was clearly a non-weapon vanity item, red and black lacey fabric attached to the delicate panels. "That was way simpler than I thought it would be, seeing as we just kind of stomped it..." She turned back to her friends. "Either way, we do gotta go get our rewards! C'mon, let's go get our goodies!"

ST-B VS KOL (This is gonna be mean :')

(My dumbass forgot to denote Charge in my roll, Oop-)

"Haha! I wouldn't know anymore, if I'm being honest!" she drew her fan, a Cheshire smile on her face. "Night Vision kinda renders the 'Get used to it' part a little moot, don'tcha think? But even if I had a reason to be afraid now, it'd be gone with you three standing here! Besides, what kind of light would I be if I left a single shadow behind?"

Regarding the idea of NPC's and bosses remembering the names and faces of players, especially Freyd terrorizing poor Abdullah over and over again, she laughed. "Sounds about right, knowing you! Poor guy probably would have a stroke dealing with your shenanigans if this were in the real world!" her non-hidden eye twinkled with mirth. "And I'm more than aware of the consequences of mobs remembering faces. Remind me to discuss that Gemini situation with you again later, there's actually been another development with that!"

As Ciela shattered the boss, she gave the girl a nod of encouragement. "That sword art is invaluable for a raid, I'm glad you have it in your arsenal." she nodded her head at Ugzeke. "For enemies like him, Shatter is really good. It softens them up so that people like me, Freyd and Wulfrin can really shine! It gives you something to keep topping off on aside from the occasional howl, ya know?"

A faint glow swirled around her feet, what looked like a pool of silver shimmering around her legs. She slid her mask firmly over her face, the eerie sugar-skull patterning glinting with a soft pink light. 'Right... let's try this again.' she pulled the mask back, the confirmation making her heart beat fast.

It wasn't often she could use something like this, after all.

"Alrighty, now This probably isn't going to be as impressive as anything you can pull off, pal." she snarked, drawing Ember close as she queued up the <<Charge>> skill. "But its something that I've been trying to perfect for a while now. Still don't have the hang of it just yet, though!" Ember was shimmering, the jeweled feathers radiating a silver glow that seemed to resonate with the energy pooling around her.

The silvery energy suddenly evaporated as Violet rushed forward, an icy determination in her eyes. She snapped Ember closed as she drew in close to Ugzeke, the giant troll still floundering from their rapid assault. Silver tears seemed to stream from the edge of the bladed fan, before suddenly exploding into color. "Take a good look at the colors of my Resolve, ya big Lug!"

Blue, pink, and gold flowers seemed to bloom from the molten silver, which had slowly begun to coalesce into thorned vines that bit into the trolls body, eliciting a roar of fury from it as it struggled to free itself. "If this doesn't kill him, he's gonna be damn close! NOW BLOOM!" the flowers shattered as the vines drew themselves across Ugzeke, delivering a devastating blow to the troll, and fully knocking it into the Red. A grin crossed her face as she looked over at her teammates. "One of these days, I'll perfect that!" she nodded back at Ugzeke. "There, now one or two more good n' meaty hits from us should put the fugly bastard in the ground! Sorry I couldn't get him for us"

Post Action: ST-B (Three-Colored Blooming) vs Ugzeke (+Charge)

A whisper, a promise, A Vow.

♫

Life was fleeting, ever so delicate.

From a very, very young age, Violet had been taught that. Living in and out of a clinic her entire life, that was a fact that came easily to her. Humans were fragile, fickle creatures. Sometimes they can be powerful, strong enough to lift up a car to spare their child, enough to hold back the grasping, gnashing teeth of a beast trying to kill them. Sometimes, though, they were as fragile as spun glass. A blade ghosting across one's throat, a terrible fall, skin grinding against pavement.

A single Bullet to the heart

Yes, Life was fleeting.

"If you're hungry, I can treat you to dinner with some friends if you'd like?" words so chipper, soft and happy. Spoken with excitement and hope for a future that might never come. The cheerful banter that her friends had made during the pre-raid preparations, making fun of the bosses that they'd fought in the past, of the bosses that were to come. After all, none of them could fathom that they'd lose one of their own. The chorus of her teammates agreeing, and offering up suggestions of their own.

The banter that spoke of happier times, of happier moments. The jokes that she'd shared with the pre-raid farming teams, mostly at the expense of themselves or the enemies that they were fighting. It was so happy.

Violet knew that humans were fragile... and yet, why did..?

"No one dies today, ...or we'll have words."

No one dies today,

It was too good to be true, wasn't it?

Why did this hurt so much?

Her team had been spared, Callisto's Gnashing teeth and crushing claws ghosting past Yuki, as it struggled to focus in on her. Team 3 was fine, Koga taking a meaty blow from Callisto, who had turned to them with a bellow. but everyone else was spared, nobody else on their team taking a hit. Team 4 was fine, Jomei easily moving out of the grasp of the boss as it swung wildly at them all.

But team 2

... Oh god team 2

No one dies today.

...

Poor Wulfrin hadn't even seemed to react the moment the boss had let out its wail, the entirety of their group getting blasted with madness and pain. But, as Callisto had moved in for the kill... it seemed that one, particular person had reacted. Had been the only to react in time. Nobody else was fast enough, and he probably knew it.

The desperate, but calculated movements of Freyd reaching for Wulfrin, the red-cloaked player still stunned in disbelief at what appeared to be his ending. The last chapter in his life. Violet knew that she would never make it, a desperate cry burgeoning in her throat as she reached for a dead man walking. A dead man that had just learned how to live again.

"Like Roman concrete -- we're built to heal in the wake of adversity. The fractures that rack us aren't our weakness, they're a formula to make us stronger." Elora's words echoed in her mind, as her heart began to break anew. "He appeared when he was needed, driving home a point of understanding that neither of us could convey on our own"

Yes, she would never be able to understand it. At times she had been glad to be born with a heart, one that was lively and beat to the rythm of those around her. A tempo that made her feel alive. But now, in this very instant, as she screamed in pain, as it shattered like freshly spun sugar-glass...

oh how she wished that she couldn't feel a thing.

... you liar.

A gentle, genuine smile as they shared stories over a fishing trip, opening up about shared pain. Laughter as they watched their familiars acting up, their usual antics eliciting the expected response. A grieving shadow brought into the light, a moment of joy spent in the shards of a mending psyche.

You liar.

Sharing a piping hot plate of stew, talking about each other's lives in earnest, laughing at silly jokes. The promise of going fishing in the desert, to try and catch one of the fabled fish that could be found in the desert sea, the land where Terra Firma spawned. Guiding a set of newer players through a quest, luring out the aforementioned sand shark with reckless abandon - and oh god had it been so much fun. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she wailed. Once again, this world had taken someone precious to her.

No one dies today.

YOU LIAR!

"FREYD NOOOOO!!!"

Without a moment's hesitation, she sprang forward, completely ignoring the rest of her team as she sprinted towards the boss. Tears still spilling down her cheeks as the grief was snapped up, swallowed whole by the visceral feeling of Rage that overcame it. Leaving nothing but someone who craved, no, DEMANDED blood as payment. Ember seemed to glow white hot, what looked like tears of molten silver dripping from its edge.

Almost like it knew that its maker had been slain, and was grieving right alongside its wielder.

With a sound akin to a dying animal, Violet snapped the bladed fan shut, before slamming its serrated edges into Callisto with reckless abandon. It wasn't going to win, not if she had anything to say about it. Her eyes were wild with rage, but the bright ember that flickered within had been snuffed out like a candle. A pool of darkened crimson, much like a pool of drying blood.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT, I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!"

Post Action: ST-II Vs Callisto 

Violet watched as the vines finally seemed to retract away from them, the lashing tendrils inflicting bleed onto most of their team - save for herself and Hirru. The furry mantle on her shoulders had absorbed the bloody mess, dissipating it before the effect could even take hold.

The others weren't as lucky, though.

"Stay strong everyone! Just two and a quarter left, and then this guy's down for the count!" she shouted, hurling ember forward once more. Their hard work wasn't in vain, they just had a little bit more to work through. Just a little more! "Hirru, just try to keep us all topped off, alright? We have to stay healthy during this last part!" Her energy hadn't waned too much, thankfully. Violet reached forward, her hand easily closing over the handle of Ember as it returned to her. All they had to do was make sure that they lasted just a bit longer, and then this would be a celebratory tale told over a fire.

And over a tasty meal, to boot!

Post action: ST-I Vs Callisto

Violet grinned as Callisto's health finally began to dip below the halfway mark, celebrating internally as she charged up another sword art. After that first hiccup, now they were finally getting their money's worth with their damage. Yuki had gotten ensnared, Callisto pinning her to the ground with a roar. Ember launched forward, the bladed fan surging forward to cut through the bosses armor and health. She nodded to her teammates, her grin widening as she watched the rest of the teams moving in to help finish it off. Callisto was a worthy opponent, and he was holding on strong.

It was turning into a fight to the finish, and they were going to finish this - Just like they always did. "Keep at it, everyone! We only have a little bit longer!" she shouted, catching her fan. "This guy's gonna fall just like the rest of them, He's just a little meatier than most!" 

ST-II + Charge

*Note: Hirru, bestie u put my damage boost in my EN section lmao-

"Let's keep it moving, everyone! Don't hold back on this guy!"

Violet hurled her weapon forward, allowing it to fly out at the boss as she turned to the rest of her teammates. Everyone was still at relatively high health, and nobody seemed to be lacking in health or energy at the given moment. Her friends on the other teams were doing well - though Freyd seemed to be taking a severe beating from the boss after it seemed to go straight for the throat, not that it was surprising (He had grabbed a rather extreme amount of aggro from the boss after all!), and none of the others seemed to be in danger of losing anyone. Thus, the raid seemed to be going quite well from the looks of things!

Even so...

"Don't drop your guard, We may almost be halfway through this, but this IS a boss raid!" Ember smacked into her hand as she prepared to move again. "Bosses tend to be in phases, so be prepared to change your actions accordingly! As long as we work together, we should be just fine!" They still needed to be careful with their actions, or they would be suffering quite a few consequences as a result - something that their limited forces couldn't really afford at the moment.

Post Action: ST-I Vs Callisto

*Side note: Y'all didn't seem to count my Assault mode proc during last round, so I'm including it's cooldown up here and in my lil block below :0c (AM: 1/5)

Violet winced as the boss seemed to lock in on NIGHT, its claws pinning the woman to the ground. She could already see Hirru take a defensive action, alongside passing on some increased energy regeneration. "Thank you, I'll try not to waste it!" she said calmly, hurling Ember forward towards the boss. They were already cutting through almost half of its health, only a token amount left in the third bar, and the fourth was looking on-time for ticking down just as fast as the first set.  A few moments later, her armor seemed to shimmer as a rush of energy hit her. "Ugh, seriously?! you proc AFTER he gives me a boost- Stupid armor!" Violet caught Ember, before opening her menu to send Yuki another crystal.

"I almost forgot to keep sending these, Keep it up Yuki!" It wasn't like Violet was going to be using them unless they needed some backup healing, and even then NIGHT, Hirru, and Yuki likely had them covered for the entire raid. It was pretty cohesive - not on the same level as Freyd's team, but still impressive. Even with The small error Yuki had made in not taking a skill that allowed her to take extra aggro from the boss, they were keeping it together.

Action: ST-II Vs Callisto (+rec proc)
Free Action: Passing another Imugi's inspiration to Zajcica

Violet realized her ears were still ringing, the faint tinge of the madness clawing at her brain. Most of her wounds had completely healed now, thanks to the concerted efforts of her teammates. Even still, the faint hisses were grating on her focus, the phantom pain of her virtual wounds making it that much harder to keep a grip on her current target. Oscar's team had been slammed with the same attack as her own team had been slapped with early on, Everyone getting hit by at least 500 damage - probably more in some cases. It was horrible, but there was nothing she could do for them other than do her best to try and kill the damn bear alongside the rest of her team.

Her aim was shaky as she flung her fan forward, and after it came back, she took a deep breath, allowing the stiffness to fade from her body as <<Assault Mode>> took effect, allowing for her to have better evasion on the off chance that she was aimed at by the boss again - not that it would do much if it wailed again. Even still, she needed to live, and that skill would help her. 

She just needed to live

Post action: Rec roll/ST-I vs Callisto

Free action: Assault mode (done after attack owo)

Violet could feel her ears starting to ring, slowly getting to her feet after getting absolutely slammed by the overgrown fauna that was currently trying to rip everyone's throats out. She didn't even remember getting hit, let alone being knocked down to the floor. The only thing that had tipped her off after she'd come back from... whatever that feeling had been, was the familiar glow of someone healing her, and concern from the rest of her team. She knew that getting hit by the boss was bad news in general, but there was never a way to account for an AoE attack, not without evasion that is. God forbid that the boss ended up critting an entire party - even their strongest were probably going to be hurting afterwards.

This was going to be a rough one, to say the least.

"Urgh..! I'm f-fine!" she called out, doing her best to ignore the dull yellow glow in the corner of her eye. The ever-present glow of her health bar, which was giving away the danger that she was in despite her words. She drew Ember again, queuing up the charge skill to hurl it at the boss with full force. "If things get really dire, I'll port out! Just do your best to keep everyone healthy, yeah? I don't like that status effect!" The bladed fan hit its mark, though it was a bit wobbly in its return. she rubbed her hand, wincing at the faint tremors going through them.

ST-II (+Charge) vs Callisto