It's All in the Wrists
Chapter 10: The Leviathan
Prompto dragged Luna along the dock as the world shook with the Guardian's power. He turned as it dove into the water, following the gigantic creature's movements as it splashed upwards. Noctis threw his weapon as far as it would go, slashing at the thing's underbelly. It looked like child poking a giant with a stick.
"He needs help," He told the girl, oblivious to the fact that he had just murdered her brother and revealed himself as the Emperor's son. "We need to help him." His mind was already curtailing around different possibilities, the main one being that they needed to get Noctis higher. "What can you do Luna?" He asked, because even though Noctis had told him to take her somewhere safe, he knew she was the Oracle. She wouldn't let Noctis fight a Guardian alone, and he would never dream of asking her.
"I can help to control her," Luna said, head tilted back as she watched the fight. "You have to get me close. If I can just speak with her, I know I can convince her that she should trust Noctis. He's the chosen one."
Prompto looked over at her, steadying with the determination and unwavering loyalty on her face. That was all for Noct. Is that what he looked like when he stared at him? Would he get the chance to look at him again? ...Would Noctis let him?
"Alright, we need to get Gladiolus and Ignis. It won't be long before Magitek are swarming this place. Do you have allies here? Is there anyone who will fight with us?" He asked her, screaming over the explosions as ships across the dock were going up in flames. Water sprayed them as the Leviathan flew ahead, and he knew Noctis couldn't hold it off forever.
"Camelia will help," Luna called back at him, hair dripping wet and messy as she reached down, ripping that beautiful gown for easier movement. "It's her city, she would be foolish to not want to save what's left of it. She will provide us reinforcements, but Ravus had an army stationed here. It may not be enough...especially with Noctis fighting the Leviathan."
She nodded to herself as she thought, finishing with her dress adjustment as she laid a hand on each of Prompto's shoulders. "We only have one shot at this!" She said, glancing upwards as Noctis was hit by the Leviathan, flying through the air and towards the roof. "Ignis and Gladio are fighting by now. They will be in the fray," She promised him. "I am going to Camelia. I will get her to help us, and then I will be back to help Noctis." She squeezed his shoulders in comfort. "You must help him now, Prompto," Luna commanded, using his name even though she had heard Ravus use his real one. "I trust you to keep him safe,"
He swallowed hard, not deserving this level of trust, or the friendship of such an amazing woman. "Thank you m'lady, I won't let you down. I'll save him,"
LunaFreya smiled at him, and if he pretended he could ignore the tears in her eyes that were obviously from mourning her dead brother. "I know you will. We'll figure this out when everything is over. You're not a monster Prompto, you've just had monstrous things done to you. Never forget that." She kissed his cheek, before turning to run in the opposite direction towards the city center.
Prompto watched her go, before glancing back up at the fight. "Noctis hold on!" He screamed at him. "Try to get to the roof!" He didn't know if his voice would carry over the deafening noise of battle, but Noctis glanced towards his scream. Prompto flinched as their eyes met for the first time, and all he saw on that face was revulsion. Well, it didn't matter. Noctis could be revolted with him all he wanted as long as he made it through this battle alive.
He motioned to where he meant, knowing that at least Noct could see it before he took off sprinting towards his prize. He didn't look back to see if his king had followed. Noctis was always a strategist in battle. If he was right the Lucian would be climbing the stairs now to get to the roof of one of the only remaining buildings in this city.
Prompto ran past the screaming and terrified residents of Altissia, having to ignore the injured people in favor of saving his king. Noctis always came first. They would deal with the repercussions of what Prompto had wrought upon them after they got out of this alive. He sprinted around the corner, pulling out his gun as the first wave of magitek landed.
He shot the first through the head, grabbing a railing as he swung his body, kicking the second in the face and sending it careening off his target. He aimed as he landed onto the speeder, shooting the second one through the eye as he kicked the vehicle into gear. He took off on the speeder, flying through the air and heading up towards the monster looming above him.
Black dye rolled into his eyes as his dark hair washed back out to blond, blinding him as he wiped at his face. It did next to nothing as sea water continued to pour onto his face, making it hard to breathe as he continued to climb up and up. He wanted it to see him. He wanted it to be distracted and stop the destruction on this once gorgeous city.
The Leviathan turned to look for Noct, seeing him flying near as it roared, the sound shaking the entire port side city. Buildings began to crumble, some collapsing entirely as the screams became louder. It was almost like they were white noise in the background. It was carnage. It was a travesty beyond words. How could this much be going on around him, and yet all he could focus on was whether or not Noctis was alright?
He spun the speeder around as the Guardian took off after him. He kicked it into a higher gear as he floored the gas towards the building he had pointed Noctis. This would either work or he would be Leviathan fodder in a few moments. His heart was going crazy in his chest as it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. It was becoming increasingly difficult to think about anything other than those teeth ripping through his flesh and bones as it ate him.
Just as he was sure he had misjudged Noctis, the door to the roof swung open. Noctis didn't even hesitate. He ran at him with a running leap, diving out towards his certain death as Prompto swung the speeder down, barely catching him on the roof before he spun him. "Hold on Noct!" He screamed, aiming upwards as he shot up high. He took the speeder up as high as it would go as the Leviathan chased them. He could feel the hot breath of it along his neck, smell the stench of a thousand dead creatures stuck in its teeth.
Prompto shifted up again, slamming the gas as fast as it would go as they got ahead of it. Noctis had swung around on the roof with his sword in hand, ready to pounce like a cat as they were at an almost 90 degree angle now. The speeder started to protest as they finally made eye contact.
"Noctis, I love you," Prompto said in the last second, needing him to hear after he had learned of his betrayal. He needed him to hear as he had brought him up to what could be death. He couldn't let the last thing said between them be that wretched name.
Noctis stared at him for half a second before throwing his sword towards the Guardian. He warped towards it as he finally had the high ground, and Prompto spun around to watch him attack from every angle.
The King of Lucis was powerful. He was powerful enough to tame any Guardian. He was powerful enough to take over the world. It was almost crazy to think that he was wasting his time with him. Noctis would overthrow the empire. He would bring justice back to the land. He was a true hero. If he had to go through Prompto to do it, than so be it. He would gladly lay down his life for him. For his king.
Prompto turned towards Cid's boat. It was a desolate wasteland of explosions, but that was his best bet of finding Gladio and Ignis. He couldn't do anything about the Guardian now. The power that had come from him had drained him of all that unnatural strength. The only thing he was good for now was shooting, and he knew there were a lot of magitek soldiers with a bullseye on their helmets. The main fight was up to Noct now. He didn't doubt him for a second. Noctis would find a way. He always found a way.
He sped down towards the explosion as a battle broke out around him. He swerved in and out around bullets as they flew at his face. A rocket blast flew past him, and he dived off the speeder just in time before a second smashed into his vehicle. It exploded and shot into a dozen pieces just as he landed on the deck, running towards the familiar back bent over a body.
Prompto skidded to a halt by Gladio, fear spiking through his blood along with adrenaline as Ignis was on the ground. His hands were covering his face as blood oozed through his fingers. "Ignis!" He bent down next to him, turning worried blue eyes up at Gladio. "What happened!?"
"Explosion," Gladio gruffed, uncorking a potion with his teeth. "It shattered his glasses. Some of it went in his eye." He leaned down. "Ig...Come on let me see," He said softly, as if he were talking to a frightened deer. "Hey man…" He said as the hands weren't removed. "I can help you,"
Prompto looked back as there was a huge crash, his heart jumping into his throat as he watched Noctis fly across the sky as that thing hit him. He shook his head, trying to focus on his hurt friend. Noctis could handle it, and Luna was coming in with reinforcements. "We can't stay here. This place is going to be swarmed by the empire in a matter of minutes. They're going to kill everyone."
Gladio turned towards him with a glare that said he clearly knew that. "Ig, you've got to let me see," He stressed again. "We need to move, and the potion will help." He didn't give him a choice in the matter as he reached down, yanking the hand away.
Prompto blanched at the site of the jagged piece of glass sticking out of his face. It was jutting out of one of his aqua eyes, cutting up over and under his brow. The other eye was clear and blinking up at them in pain. "Hey Specks," He cooed softly at him, hand brushing across his forehead. "That's gnarly, man," He tried to tease him, and he thought he saw Ignis roll his good eye.
"If it's all the same to you, I would rather not be reminded of my glasses right now," He said, voice strained with pain. He opened up as Gladio put the potion to his mouth, pouring down half of the medicine before he pulled it back.
"Ig, this is going to hurt," Gladiolus assured him, never being one to sugar coat. "He needs a bandage," He said, and Prompto realized he was talking to him as he looked around. He looked down at himself, his own skimpy clothing feeling ridiculous now as he considered how worthless he was to helping Ignis. He crawled over to a mangled corpse, blanching as he reached for their shirt, realizing they were still wearing the chocobo one from the festival as he ripped out a strip. "Now Prompto!" He heard the bark from behind him, and he scrambled back over just in time to see Gladio pull the chunk of glass out of Ignis' eye as he screamed.
His stomach rebelled with the amount of tequila and guilt rolling around in it as he realized this was all his fault. ...Everything was his fault. He had done this to Ignis...to one of his only friends. He gagged, nothing coming up but a dry heave as he covered his mouth, watching the fresh blood pour out of Ignis' face.
Gladio scoffed in disgust as he grabbed the dirty t-shirt from him. He pressed a wad into the ruined eye, before wrapping the rest around his head as Ignis was panting out in pain. The driver gripped the ground as his nails dug along the wet wooden deck underneath him.
"Listen to me Ig, I know this sucks, but we have to move," Gladio barked more orders, but there was a softness in his tone as he helped the other sit up, getting him to his feet and supporting him against his body. "Noct is fighting that thing right now. This place is going to be swarming in troops. We've got to get as many of the survivors as possible out of the city." He turned to Prompto then, and he already knew what was going to be asked. He was going to demand answers. He was going to demand penance. "What the hell happened? How did we not know the Leviathan was coming? Wasn't Luna supposed to summon it?"
His stomach rolled again as he remembered the smell of those people burning. He remembered turning Ravus to ash. He remembered the look on Noctis' face when he found out who he was. "Something else caused it to wake up. We didn't know...Noctis reacted as fast as he could."
"We need a ship," Ignis said as they all processed the information. "I can fly it. We just have to make sure to get as many people out before Nifelheim swarms the city." He instructed, taking command as Prompto and Gladio nodded. Prompto moved towards one of the magitek ships, but Gladio grabbed his shoulder to stop him.
"No, not you," Prompto held his breath, waiting for the accusation to roll of his tongue. He was one of the Nifs. He was a traitor. He was a murderer. "Go get our King," He commanded. "We'll take care of the rest," Gladio cupped the back of his neck as their eyes met. "Now go kid! We'll grab the two of you when it's time." Prompto nodded, heart hammering in his chest as the sky opened up and began to pour, drenching them even more. "And kid?" Gladio called as Prompto had went to run away. Prompto turned back to him, seeing the backpack Gladio was wearing. "Don't worry about our other child of the group," He said, motioning back and he watched as a small feathery head poked its way out of the satchel.
Prompto felt his knees go weak as through this horror and carnage he hadn't even thought about how Preen was still in the city. Gladio had saved him...the big softie. "Thank you," He managed, because he didn't deserve friends like these. He destroyed everything in his life tonight, and yet, for the moment...he still had his family. "I'll go get, Noct." He told him before taking off back towards the fight with the Leviathan.
He ran through the ruined city, still drained of his true strength as he shot bullet after bullet at those magitek bastards. He looked up as Noctis used his birthright powers, the ancient weapons swirling around him as he attacked the sea creature with everything he had. How was he supposed to help? How could he ever make this any better after what he had done?
He looked around him as Altissia's troops began to swarm around him as well, fighting until their last breath as Luna had accomplished what she had said she would. Of course she had. She was a hero too. Her and Noctis were made for each other. He looked over to the dock, seeing her there with her staff as he mouth moved in a chant. She would help Noctis more than he ever could. He just had to worry about the magitek troops around him not being able to reach his king and distract him.
He himself was distracted by the sound of clapping, and it felt like ice water had invaded his veins that had nothing to do with how soaked he was from the freezing rain and ocean pouring down off the Leviathan. Prompto turned slowly, unsurprised to see Ardyn leaning against a crumbling wall. Of course he was here. He had set all of this up, right? Ravus had all but said so.
"Love what you've done with the place, Alex," He teased, pushing off the wall and walking slowly towards him. "I've never been so proud. I knew you were powerful, but this?" He motioned around them. "You get the gold star."
"My name isn't Alex," Prompto hissed at the bastard, holding up his gun as he aimed it at his head. "You did this. You sent Ravus," He winced as he was met with more biting laughter.
"I did this?" Ardyn asked with amusement. "I wasn't the one that burned those innocent people to cinders just because I lost my temper. That was you, Alex," He said, punctuating the name. "Take some responsibility for your own actions, because I assure you, your dear king will blame you for them."
"Why did you do this?" Prompto asked, practically begging for an answer. "You didn't have to! You could have just let me be!"
"Let you be?" Ardyn asked incredulously. "Let you lick the heels of the King of Lucis? Do you know who you are!?" He screamed then, and Prompto gasped as Ardyn disappeared, reappearing in front of him as he slammed him against the wall. How in the world was he so fast?
"I'm Prompto Argentum," Prompto said through gritted teeth as Ardyn pressed against him. "I'm part of Noctis' Glaive. I am a citizen of Insomnia." He told him all of these things, watching the rage spread across Ardyn's normally placid face.
"No, my darling...you are so much more than that." He pressed his hand to his chest. "You are the first to survive the implantation of a Guardian. You are the first hybrid. You are the heir to an Empire more powerful than you could imagine. You 'will' return to your home, and you will take your place on that throne when your worthless father dies."
Prompto struggled, trying to push Ardyn away, but it was like trying to move a brick wall as he glared at the smug bastard. "I'm none of those things. I won't ever be any of those things. I left Nifelheim!"
"You took a break!" Ardyn corrected. "But it's time for you to stop messing around with your boy king, and fulfill your destiny."
"I don't have a destiny!" He screamed back in protest, looking worriedly up towards the sky as he heard Noctis cry out. He wouldn't last much longer against that thing. "I won't go back there,"
"You will," Ardyn assured him, gripping his chin. "I've waited lifetimes for you. You will not disappoint me. If you need me to provide you with a lesson on the loyalty of your king, well, then I am happy to oblige. Let's see how much he loves you then."
"Don't do anything to hurt him!" Prompto bit right back, the other's face inches from his own as he stared into those sinister eyes.
"Why would I hurt him, Alex?" Ardyn asked, and Prompto wriggled with revulsion as hands traveled down his sides, whipping their hips together so that he could easily feel just what all of this death and destruction was doing to the sadistic bastard. "You do such a very good job of doing that yourself." He ripped him away from the wall. "Now come on, let's go rescue your king."
Ardyn began to walk, and to his horror Prompto felt his own legs moving without his brain telling them to. It was just like in the bar. Whatever power Ardyn held made his own limbs act like they were attached to puppet strings. It was the most horrifying feeling in this world as he trailed after the bastard like a trained puppy.
"What are you doing to me?" He asked, pupils dilated in fear as he felt his blood vessels constricting. "How?"
Ardyn looked back with a grin as they walked towards the dock with LunaFreya. "You and I are connected. One only has to explore that connection to find the nuances beneath it. You're very easy to control, Alex. I've already thought of all the lovely things I can make you do to yourself. I can't wait to watch."
"Sadistic fuck," Prompto hissed, trying to fight against the control, but not able to move his own limbs as he continued to walk at Ardyn's pace, taking the exact same steps as the Chancellor.
"You have no idea," Arydn mused. "You will though. You'll know exactly what it is to be dominated by your betters. I told you I liked you covered in blood."
"You're a psychotic freak!" Prompto said back between clenched teeth, his stomach rolling in revulsion, and for some reason that he would never be able to describe, anticipation.
Ardyn motioned up towards the fight. "Oh my darling Alex, you're psychotic if you think that that man up there can stand to have his eyes on you and all that you are and not want to make you scream in both pleasure and pain. He has, right?" Ardyn asked. "Does he apologize after he can't manage to help himself? Does he make it up to you?"
"Shut up," Prompto growled at the bastard. "Don't compare you and Noctis."
"Why?" Ardyn asked. "Because you know I'm right?"
"Because I know you're dead as soon as I can manage to move again!" Prompto screamed at him as the Leviathan roared.
Ardyn laughed again. "Oh Alex, you need to learn to control your powers before you can ever control me," He admonished. "And you won't do that until I've had time to properly train you. Consider that while you're wasting your potential in the back seat of your boyfriend's car," Ardyn mocked. "Consider that as you watch the way he now looks at you knowing who you are. He can't control you anymore. You're better than him."
"Truly I'm not," Prompto assured him, watching as a great light spread from Luna's staff, crawling upwards and wrapping around the Leviathan's body. It froze the creature as Noctis took that opportunity to attack.
Prompto watched in awe as Noctis fought. His strength was incredible. He had never seen anything like it as he seemed to surround the Leviathan on all sides. He was only able to track the movements of his shadow clones he left behind, the blue light blinding even in this storm. Luna began to cry out her chants, the white light growing as it surrounded the Leviathan, encasing it. She was trapping it for Noctis. She was winning the battle for all of them.
The Leviathan stiffened with a last hit from Noctis. His king stabbed his sacred blade into its neck, dragging down as he fell stories towards the ground. Luna's light tried to steady him as she protected him and held the Guardian at bay. Prompto watched in fascination as that huge monstrous body began to quake unsteadily, and he knew what was going to happen.
"LUNA RUN!" He screamed at the woman, feeling his limbs actually working as he was able to sprint towards her as the Leviathan began to topple. He barely got to her in time as he tackled her forward just in time for her to avoid the giant sea creature falling right on top of her and killing her.
They both flew through the air and landed on the other side of the deck as the Leviathan split them from Ardyn. They were left on a ruined ledge as he covered her body, protecting her from all the debris and wincing as boards and nails slammed into his back. His hands found her face as he cupped her cheek, examining her for any injury. "Are you alright?" He asked her, not able to look behind him just yet to see the ruin and devastation left behind.
Luna looked absolutely exhausted as she glanced up at him, but she was still able to smile and nod. "Did we do it?" She asked him, and her voice was so weak and frail. He hated hearing her like this. When they got somewhere safe he would let her sleep for a week.
"Yeah," He promised her, stroking her beautiful cheek. "You did," He gave her credit where it was due. "You saved our king,"
She smiled then, and it was such a sad smile it took him aback. "I'm so glad," Only she didn't sound glad. In fact, she was crying. "I don't blame you, Prompto." She told him, and one of those weak hands cupped his cheeks. "I know the truth of things. I know you wouldn't," She swallowed and grabbed his hand, and something small and hard pressed against his palm. "I'm glad we were able to be friends. I will always cherish that friendship," She pressed up, and Prompto's eyes widened as their lips touched briefly.
"Luna..what?" He tried to ask, but he was entranced once more with that kind smile.
"It's up to you now, Prompto," She said as his left hand closed around whatever she had given him. Why did she sound like this? Why did she sound so much like she was saying good-bye? "Take care of him,"
"Always," He promised her, because he didn't know what was happening right now, but protecting Noctis was a vow he could instantly make.
"Lady Luna…" He heard Ardyn's voice above them, and he glanced up to see the bastard standing over them both. "Such a pain in my side. You know Alex, she could bring this all down. She could crash everything around us. All of my planning dissolved into the same ash as your victims."
Prompto sat up, looming over Luna in protection as he aimed his gun at that sadistic bastard's head. "Get away from her you son of a bitch." He growled, feeling his powers began to prickle under his skin again. He would kill him if he came any closer.
"Prompto! Luna!" He heard a call from behind him, and he glanced towards the other side of the deck as Noctis leapt over the fallen Leviathan, crashing 10 feet away from them. Noctis was face first in watery blood, and Prompto saw the board that was sticking all the way through his stomach then. He was injured...dying...and he had still jumped over to save them. He watched Noctis push up onto his hands and knees, trying to find the strength to save them. He was strong. He would die a hero...only Prompto wouldn't let that happen. He had promised to protect him. He had sworn it to Luna.
Prompto cocked his gun as he aimed it towards Ardyn's skull. He was a good shot. He never missed. Ardyn laughed at his efforts, stepping closer to them as he reached out, petting Prompto's soaked blond hair.
"Don't you touch them!" He heard Noctis scream, and he saw the pool of blood getting bigger the more he tried to help them. "Prompto shoot!" He commanded to him, and when he saw the way Ardyn grinned at the command he knew he was in trouble.
"Yes, Prompto," He mocked him. "Go ahead and shoot," Arydn stepped even closer as he pressed two fingers to his skull in a pretend gun. "Bang!" He said, pulling his fingers in a downward angle.
Prompto stared in horror, first at Ardyn as his hand began to move of his own accord, and then when he realized what was happening, down at Luna as he turned his hand down, firing a shot right into her chest.
The sound of the gunshot was deafening. It was all white noise then. It was like time had stopped as he stared down at her eyes, meeting them as he watched the life fade out of them. He watched her soul leave at his own hands, not able to even process the horror of killing one of his own friends. ...He had killed LunaFreya, the Oracle. He had killed her in front of Noctis.
"NO!" He heard a scream of pure agony, and knew it had come from the man who had proposed to him just hours ago. ...How could it have just been hours ago? He grunted as he was tackled off of her, head slamming into the edge of the dock as he looked up to see tear streaked blue pools of pain staring down at him. "What did you do!? Why!?" He screamed, grief and agony poignant in his voice.
Prompto was shaking his head, unable to explain what had happened. He couldn't find the words to tell Noctis it wasn't him, because it was him. He had pulled the trigger. It had been his hands. He was sobbing uncontrollably at what he had just done. "I'm sorry...I didn't...I wouldn't…" He couldn't talk anymore. It hurt too much. It hurt to feel warm tears drip onto his face along with the water pouring from the sky.
Ardyn grabbed Noctis from off of him, pulling him off as Prompto screamed and reached for him. "Did I tell you that you could touch him anymore?" He heard Ardyn ask as he reached down, ripping the board out of Noctis' stomach and drenching Prompto in his lover's blood. "You've become irrelevant, King Noctis," He mocked. "And I'm taking him back with me...don't worry...I'll let him say goodbye to your corpse."
Prompto sprang up to get to him, but Ardyn swept his hand, sending him flying out into the ocean. His body fully submerged in the water as he pumped his arms, trying to break back through the surface of the freezing depths. His head broke the surface at the same time as a magitek ship settled overhead.
He watched as the docking bay opened, and Gladio sprang out with his giant sword already aimed. Ardyn had to block the weapon with his own gun as he let Noctis go. He was sent flying back by Gladiolus as the other swang the gigantic weapon with speed and precision as he drove Ardyn back.
Prompto watched them fight as he swam back towards the deck, trying to get back to Noctis. He had to make sure that he was okay...that he was alive. He struggled to grab for the broken boards, glancing up as his arm was grabbed. He met Ignis' one good eye as he was yanked back onto solid ground. He couldn't even bring himself to thank him, not able to think about anything other than, "Noctis!" He screamed, running over to him as his king was lying half sprawled upon Luna's corpse. "Noctis!" He yelled again, cupping those cold cheeks before he reacted. He grabbed out a potion, pressing it to his lips and sighing in relief as the other weakly swallowed. "That's it baby...that's it…" He told him shakily. He uncapped another one and poured it over the hole in his side, watching it begin to slowly knit together.
He was sobbing so hard he couldn't even breathe as he looked down at his almost dead king and the Oracle who had given her life for him. He forced his eyes up to Gladio and Ardyn, meeting Ardyn's mocking smile as the other bowed to him as Gladio took a final lunging swing. He disappeared before it hit, and Gladio swung at thin air. Prompto knew he was gone...for now. But how long was that? He knew what he wanted now...so how long until he killed more friends along the way to get to it? What the fuck was the point of resisting?
He clung to the bodies underneath him, feeling the full weight of the pain he had caused as he cried for them, as if his tears would serve as penance...as if it made him any less of a murderer. Arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him back, and he fought like a wild animal as they tried to pull him away from them. He saw Noctis attempting to rouse, and he fought even harder against whoever was pulling him back. He didn't want him to wake up on top of her like that...he couldn't let him see her like that.
"Prompto...Prompto calm down," He heard Ignis try as he fought even harder. "We have to go. magitek are starting to swarm now that the Leviathan has been defeated. They will kill us all." He tried to say calmly, and he had to know by then Prompto had lost his mind as he started to scream.
He saw Gladio appear in front of him then, and the hilt of his gigantic blade struck him in the side of the head. Prompto instantly went limp, woozy as he fell forward into Gladio's arms. He felt something warm trickling down his face as he was hefted up like a sack of potatoes and thrown over Gladio's shoulder. He saw Gladio grab Noctis and do the same with him.
"Can you grab Lady LunaFreya?" He heard Gladio ask, and everything was swimming as he struggled to remain conscious.
"You didn't have to bash his brains in, Gladio," Ignis admonished as he carefully lifted up Luna.
"I'll apologize to him when we are out of this city and still alive," Gladio gruffed. "Now let's get on the ship and go!" He barked, and the fire of the city began to fade as they walked towards the ship. He saw the hatch begin to close in front of him as he caught a last look at the devastation he had left behind...and then everything faded to black.
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