@onewholives ;; continuedĀ because bby no weāre leaving-
Ā Ā And this kid clearly didnāt understand the dangers of being out somewhere like this at night. No natural light, no unnaturalĀ light- somewhere like this was just beggingĀ for daemon-induced catastrophe. Noctis wasnāt going to let a child become another victim as long as he had something to do with it.Ā
Ā Ā Much less when he could hear the hissing, the tell-tale eerie bubbling just a few hundred paces behind them. From where he was kneeling, it was just barely visible; they only had a few more minutes. He glowered behind the boy with a hand on his shoulder.Ā āNo time. Gotta be quick.ā
Ā Ā His weapons were thankfully handy. Noctis held out his free hand, conjuring one of his cutlasses with a flippant ease as he wound around the boyās waist. Good thing this was a squirt; it was like picking up a sack of potatoes. He hefted him up, then reared his arm back.Ā āHang out, bud!ā
Ā Ā The other side of the crevasse bore the start of a forest, trees shooting up to the sky like an invitation to him. His aim had yet to fail him. With a grunt of effort, Noctis let the cutlass fly, feeling a familiar tug as his weapon sailed. Follow the line-!Ā Noctis was as accustomed to warping as he was breathing, and the process was subconscious as the two of them zipped nearly instantly beyond the gap.
Ā Ā He clung to the cutlass for a moment to steel himself, then retracted the weapon entirely, dropping the four or so feet to the ground. With a smirk, he deposited the child on his feet.Ā āReady for a run? We gotta make tracks, just for now!ā He needed to keep his eyes peeled for some runesĀ or somethingĀ out here...