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Ahead of them in the chamber at the top of Zegnautus Keep was a simple throne of sorts, where a white robe lay like a corpse, retaining hints of the shape of the body that it once contained now gone. An eerie, disturbing visual, but their attention went instead to the rows of electrical equipment flanking the room. Noctis took one look at those consoles and monitors and wires and lifted his sword, driving the blade into a section with a shower of sparks. A few more similar stabs, and, eventually, the entire thing started to falter and quiet into darkness and disrepair, as the whirring sounds that had lead them there disappeared.
Prompto looked around nervously. "Sooooo," he ventured, "did it, uh, work?"
"With the device down and out," Ignis observed, "Noct's powers should be up and running."
( Go on, try it. --CW for death of a significant NPC. )
Gladio growled with discomfort at the idea, at how it would all lead to this. All that work, coming back together, only to have to have Noctis go on ahead without them. It didn't feel right. It didn't feel good. But the daemons were unrelenting, and they really didn't have much of a choice. They'd have to trust Noct. They'd have to believe in him.
So they cleared a path, and they made it to the elevator, the green light of its opening door a foreboding welcome. And Noctis slipped inside and started to descend, and all they could do now was just keep fighting….and hope.
[[ al...most...there! Part 5 of 6 for Final Fantasy XV Chapter 13, "Redemption," and nearly the end of my FF spam for the day...and for a while, too!
Prompto looked around nervously. "Sooooo," he ventured, "did it, uh, work?"
"With the device down and out," Ignis observed, "Noct's powers should be up and running."
( Go on, try it. --CW for death of a significant NPC. )
Gladio growled with discomfort at the idea, at how it would all lead to this. All that work, coming back together, only to have to have Noctis go on ahead without them. It didn't feel right. It didn't feel good. But the daemons were unrelenting, and they really didn't have much of a choice. They'd have to trust Noct. They'd have to believe in him.
So they cleared a path, and they made it to the elevator, the green light of its opening door a foreboding welcome. And Noctis slipped inside and started to descend, and all they could do now was just keep fighting….and hope.
[[ al...most...there! Part 5 of 6 for Final Fantasy XV Chapter 13, "Redemption," and nearly the end of my FF spam for the day...and for a while, too!
