[She would ordinarily assume some sort of earth-based fonic arte, but she already knows those skills don't exist on this world. No time to dwell on it, she supposes, readying another arrow. She takes careful aim and fires on the creature, careful to keep her distance.]
[The Calamity Ochu is not pleased. It belches great puffs of sleeping gas from its enormous mouth, throwing its tendrils forward to seize hold of trees and boulders to heave itself out of the sandy pit.]
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[She would ordinarily assume some sort of earth-based fonic arte, but she already knows those skills don't exist on this world. No time to dwell on it, she supposes, readying another arrow. She takes careful aim and fires on the creature, careful to keep her distance.]
[The Calamity Ochu is not pleased. It belches great puffs of sleeping gas from its enormous mouth, throwing its tendrils forward to seize hold of trees and boulders to heave itself out of the sandy pit.]