Before reaching the 8 hours mark into the Ordeal of the Dusk, we were met with harsh waves of consistent Calamity Objects galore,
They keep on coming and coming without giving us a chance to rest, reminiscent of the time where we fought under the presence of the Hollow Star on my first day.
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[The Twisting Mariner]
[Description: A figure dressed in an old, tattered sailor's uniform, their skin gray and slick like that of a deep-sea creature. Their body is constantly shifting, contorting into shapes resembling underwater predators—arms elongating into tentacles, spine curving into fins—yet they remain humanoid enough to disturb the sense of familiarity. The Mariner walks as though underwater, leaving puddles of saltwater that distort reflections. When they appear, the air grows thick and heavy, as though submerged, and those nearby feel a pull toward the ocean, no matter how far they are from it. As they approach the Mariner, they begin to suffocate as though drowning in open air]
