[Pyrrha can do quick, no problem. Letting up on the suppressive fire for a moment, she converts her weapon into its javelin form. With expert precision, she lines up the shot and lets it fly straight toward Ifrit's chest. The throw is enhanced by a well-timed burst of dust and further by Pyrrha's own aura, all set up to strike unerringly and end the battle in a single shot.]
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