[h3][url=https://youtu.be/2g3kFx08oWE]Sato Hashimoto // Sapphire Inn, F1[/url][/h3]	After a bit of battling, Megumi chimed in with an update on the situation. Apparently, the incense pot was leaking out into the cavern side of the dungeon and the smoke was inhibiting the other team's navigation. Meaning, it would be in their best interest to take it out so the other team could progress further (or, at least quicker). That was easier said than done, however, as the shadows were seeming to be concentrating around the pot. Sato doubted they could shatter it with all the shadows in the way, so they'd probably have to pierce through their numbers first.

	Luckily, the knight appeared to be apathetic to its existence, instead merely focusing on trying to attack the team. While it seemed powerful, its bulk slowed it down to the point where Sato felt comfortable with the idea of ignoring it until after they deal with the incense pot. Akane would probably keep it busy anyway, and Rui was already engaging the mob of shadows that came out to protect the urn.

	The decision was pretty much for the two long-ranged fighters, as Rui quickly ordered them to try to flank the pot and assault it whenever possible. Thanks to the work he and Kotori did on thinning out any stray groups of shadows, Sato wasn't very hesitant on running over to deal with the pot, but he made special attention to staying out of sight from the knight. That was something better left to the front-liners, of course.

	Kotori, however, seemed less keen on going into the fray like they were ordered to, and made sure to keep a close eye on everyone, including herself. If she was going to trying to be so careful, Sato decided to watch out for everyone himself. The concern of shadows creeping up on them as they flanked the pot was probably what was bothering her, so he made a note to be especially aware of himself as he started to sling spells at the shadows guarding the pot. It wasn't tearing through the group by any means, but before long a sizable dent was already being made in their numbers as the gusts of wind blew around and apart the shadows.