Juna launched above the dirt road as all three of her divine wings spread wide against the charging four-horned apex below.
Feathers of condensed solar fire unfurled across the dusk, casting a solar radiance that pushed back the creeping purple mist.
Below her paws, the four-horned apex surged forward with six corrupted root-hounds snapping beneath its crushing stride.
"Hold the road line, Loccy!" Juna called down, her voice ringing with the clarity of a cathedral bell.
"I will clear the sky and take the high ground from these winged pests!"
"Go take the ridge, sister!" the hammer summon yelled back from the dirt, planting her feet into the gravel.
"I will meet this horned bastard head-on!"
"Do not let it pin you against the barricade!" Juna warned, feeling the wind catch her golden plumage as she climbed.
"Trust your stance and let the earth absorb the first blow!"
