"With my bow and arrows, I beseech the God of Far-Shooting and the Goddess of the Hunt for their protection."
The essence of Atalanta's Noble Phantasm was to use her bow and arrows as catalysts, shooting forth the very concept of the art of drawing a bow and nocking an arrow to beseech two deities for their protection.
"I offer up this calamity-Phoebus Catastrophe!"
Among the Twelve Olympians of Olympus, the siblings Artemis and Apollo had the closest ties to bows and arrows. The elder sister presided over the hunt, while her younger brother presided over far-shooting.
As a follower of Artemis, Atalanta naturally enjoyed her protection. With the enemy army's blood as an offering, the goddess bestowed her blessing upon Atalanta.
Two arrows shot into the heavens, streaking through the night in gold and silver before vanishing into the clouds.
What followed was a rain of light that tore the clouds apart and filled the entire night sky. Countless golden and silver arrows poured down in a deluge, engulfing Gawain and the Automaton legion behind him!
"Hiss... haah-"
It was the same scorching breath as Sovell's, but what Gawain exhaled were actual flames.
"Galatine."
He softly called the true name of the Holy Sword in his hand. Solar fire wound like a serpent, roaring upward from the hilt. Gawain drew strength from the ground and turned his wrist. The flames clinging to the blade erupted with his rising slash!
A towering sea of fire swallowed the rain of light, and the explosion from the clashing Noble Phantasms shook the air in every direction.
Seeing her Noble Phantasm intercepted by the enemy's and rendered fruitless, Atalanta knitted her brows and clicked her tongue in displeasure.
"The Noble Phantasms canceled each other out. Rider, your turn."
"You got it!"
Achilles,