Having been bested by an overgrown bird, Theseus feels a sense of shame and fragility that she never knew before. Thus while Sylvie tends to her wounds, she lays beneath the abyssal defeated and quiet, listening to Cookie Dough comforting the gryphon. The sense of overwhelming dread washes over her as she hears a horrifying screech near their island. Standing at the ready, she positions herself in front of Sylvie, Cookie Dough, and the injured gryphon, directly between where the shrill call had been. Archimedes can be seen crawling around Cookie Dough’s shoulder, the pink and purple celestial feline creature, looking for a place to hide.

The life on their island seemed to fall into a suspended animation, the wind no longer whipping around them, the trees and blades of grass eerily still. Even the once swirling purple sky had stopped, the shades of purple darkening as if to warn of the incoming danger. Though there had been little indication of the day or night cycle for our 3 ladies, they all knew that the dripping blackness of night had descended. Their shadows threaten to overwhelm them when a glowing creature ascends just off the edge of the island. 

Another haunting screech escapes the glowing creature's beak, its head rears as it senses the invaders. White glowing eyes stare into the souls of Theseus, Sylvie and Cookie Dough before looking past them to the injured gryphon laying in the grass. The creature hovers several feet above the island's terrain, its wings beating as it assesses the severity of the situation, ignoring the 3 non gryphus creatures. Another silent minute passes though for our ladies it feels more like hours as they stare at this giant, ghost like gryphon. 

Theseus, refusing to be taken out like she had been earlier, steels herself for a real fight. Being the closest to the ethereal gryphon she releases a noxious stream of shadow and poison aimed at the gryphon’s face before closing the distance. As she lunges forward, teeth bare, she soon realizes she may be out of her league. The primal gryphon, without taking their eyes off their fallen kin, rakes a claw at the incoming sapiere, catching her throat in its mighty talons. In her panic, Theseus blasts another breath attack in the gryphon's direction. The attack is met with an equally powerful breath of ice and luster as the primal unleashes her own breath elements into Theseus’ face.

As Theseus gets caught, Sylvie is the first of the others to react, charging for the enemy. Dragging the tip of her tail across the island's surface, in an attempt to sharpen the plates there, she swings her tail knocking into the ghostly primal. Tail plates collide with the gryphon drawing out a guttural roar from their beak, and their gaze coming to rest upon Sylvie. Dropping the sapiere, and landing on the isle with a resounding thud. Now free from the primal Theseus takes the chance to strike, teeth and claws aimed at the bulk of the gryphon. 

Sylvie stands her ground, offering her own piercing roar as from her throat rips a bolt of lightning enveloped in flames, striking out into the primal’s face. Seeing that her mother and new friend are in imminent danger, Cookie Dough rummages through her satchel, grasping 2 vials and drinking their contents. The swirling amethyst liquid, lights a fire in her belly unlike any she’d felt before. While the amber liquid brings her tail slamming into the dirt with unimaginable strength. Fueled by the boosts she then draws 4 more vials, clutching them in her fingers as she waddles toward her mother and friend.

Careful to avoid her mother’s dangerously sharp tail, she side steps the fighting, taking 2 of the vials and jamming them in Sylvie’s side, injecting their contents. The purple liquid drains into Sylvie’s body followed by the viscous rainbow of the second vial. Once the vials drain, she weaves her way through the mass of tails, wings, feathers, fur and scales before coming face to face with the primal. Her brief distraction was just enough, allowing for Theseus to jump onto their enemy, teeth digging into the ghostly being. The sight of the same corrupted coloration of blood flowing from the gryphon brings Cookie Dough from her stunned stance. Too late for talking she takes to the sky, whipping the remaining 2 vials down at Theseus. Shattering upon impact, Theseus growls through her bite at the shards of glass embedded in her body, before the vial's magic takes effect. As the magic swirls through her body she clamps down and unleashes a third breath attack, in the form of green and black ooze, spilling from her jaw onto the puncture wound she’s inflicting.

Seemingly overwhelmed, the Primal retaliates with a sweeping breath attack, hitting Sylvie head on and catching the wing and tail of Theseus. As the attack finishes she takes to the skies after Cookie Dough, though this time our young ravager is ready. The liquid strength coursing through her veins drives her downward to meet the enormous aggressive creature, unflinching as she latches her claws into the primal creature’s chest fluff. The squelching of flesh being pierced was all Cookie Dough needed to hear before she began to yank the primal by the tuft of her neck, using her momentum as manages to drag the gryphon into a small loop before slingshotting her into the island below. 

Unfortunately for Theseus, as she too gets flown into the ground, she is unrelenting of her bite, wanting only to ensure those who had been so kind to her, stay safe. So again, she releases another toxic breath into the primals wounds. This time is different however as she hears the crackling of Sylvie’s devastating lighting and fire breath. Alongside this familiar crackle, an eerie shattering pierces the veil of noises and Theseus sees Cookie Dough standing on her hind legs, unleashing a massive breath of shadow and ice. “This one, this one for sure!” Theseus thought to herself as she closed her eyes, ready to take the damage from her friends if it meant that they together defeated this mighty creature.