[center][abbr=Pit][img]https://i.ibb.co/7VzgY22/pit.png[/img][/abbr]
Word Count: 906 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 201/70 
[i]Monday Evening-turned-Morning.[/i]
[b]Location[/b]: Skyworld, above The Sandswept Sky[/center]
When he heard the signal, Pit moved swiftly. Without any reservation he threw himself from the train, getting clear of the locomotive as it fell over itself once off of the track. Before Pit even had the chance to look around for a hand in the air, he found that he didn't need to - Palutena took hold of his wings, the Power of Flight spreading a soft blue glow from their base to the tips of his feathers. 

He didn't suppress the toothy smile that came over his face as he flew down towards what was left of the infernal train. Once there expected Lady Palutena to set him on the ground, but she didn't, leaving him airborne and with an inkling that the battle wasn't won just yet. And yup, there it was - the last stand of a cornered villain: flagging, desperate, but still a force to be reckoned with. Unfortunately for Absalom, none of his foes were intimidated. If anything, the morale was as high as it had ever been, especially with the surprise appearance of a few familiar allies in Dante and Cerberus. 

Eager to settle this and destroy the corruption plaguing Skyworld once and for all, Pit dismissed his bow in favor of the prismatic ball representative of his Breaking Palm. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Alright you big, ugly lug! Prepare to meet the light!"[/color]

There were a couple reasons that he'd swapped weapons, but the main was speed. As the battle began in earnest, everyone zeroed in on Absalom - with good reason. He was the most dangerous enemy on the battlefield, though not the only one. There were dozens or more corrupted monsters still alive, recovering, and clawing their way out of the wreckage. No one paid much attention to the little guys at times like this, and though Pit would have liked to get some early hits in on the Avatar of Chaos, he instead took it upon himself to clean up the area of dross... especially because Lady Palutena had yet to bring him any closer with the Power of Flight. 

He thrust out his right arm, fingers splayed open wide, his left steadying it. The rainbow sigil stained onto his palm glowed bright, producing colorful ribbons of light that wound their way around his limb. He kicked things off with a [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"[i]Bang![/i]"[/color]

Light exploded out from his Palm, sending a mass of rays scattering out and raining down on the crater. It seemed to be all at once, but in actuality it was one streak of light at a time, fired instantly one after another. As they fell, they swerved in towards the rubble, homing in on every corrupted entity still moving. Though relatively weak individually, they were accurate and struck as quick as bullets. It didn't take more then a couple to finish off the weakened monsters that remained, so by the time Edward's squadron and Midna were finished with their opening gambit, the corruption in the area - save for its very champion - was completely decimated. 

Now that none of the fighters were in danger from a nasty surprise while facing off against Absalom, it was time for Pit to get in on the real action too. Palutena was on the same wavelength, so she sent her angel soaring forward. Pit circled Absalom overhead, letting the Breaking Palm fade away so that he could re-summon the Palutena Bow. He pulled back the drawstring, holding his shots to charge until the light arrows conjured were large, powerful, and pulsing with violet electricity. When released they surged straight at its target, and thanks to the elemental powers currently at play they reacted violently on contact. Dante was going to town with his nunchucks, brutal and bold strikes that left a coating of frost on Absalom's rotten skin. The electro and cryo meeting released an icy blast and inflicted Superconduct, further extending the period of defense reduction that had been laid on the Avatar of Chaos previously. And when Edelgard's flames scorched Absalom, Pit's electro arrows struck soon after and caused a fiery explosion with Overloaded. 

He rained light arrows upon Absalom up until he seized Edelgard in his grip, at which point the angel switched gears entirely.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"The only one we're striking down is you!"[/color] Pit retorted as he swooped in close. He closed the last bit of distance by quick-summoning his Uppderdash Arm, zooming right in for the hand holding Edelgard. With a strong uppercut from the hammer-like weapon, Absalom's already damaged crystalline fingers shattered. The corrupted nephilim howled in indignation while Pit brandished the bladed side of his bow, making sure to sever the tendrils that still held the Flame Emperor captive. 

Unfortunately when she dropped, Pit couldn't make sure that she landed safely. The tentacles he'd dislodged tried swatting him from the air, though he was doing a valiant job of dodging them. Thoroughly annoyed with the captain of Palutena's Guard, Absalom decided he'd had enough and brought Absolution to bear, finally dealing with the angelic pest by batting him away with the broad side of the axe. 

While Pit recovered from the painful tumble, Absalom reversed his swing - and flung the oozing masses of corruption he still had at the host of heroes. With the state Absalom was in, the pustules were even more unstable than usual. Some ruptured in mid-flight, spraying the immediate area around them while others landed around the crater ready to explode at any moment.