The footsteps of Noctis climbing up to the Citadel are ringing in Ignis' ears. Not daemons nor this oppressive rain can dull the sound out. He needs to steel his feet to the ground to prevent himself from running after him. But the sound of Prompto and Gladio summoning their weapons bring him out of his stupor.
Ignis will never come to terms with this... this sacrifice for greater good. But since it has come to this, all he can do is try and not let his sacrifice be in vain.
A set of daggers appear in Ignis' hands. "Be careful." Ignis doesn't know how the Ring will dispell darkness and daemons, but it has already taken so many lives and it will take another one in a matter of moments. The most precious one.
The Giants don't intimidate him. He is not afraid of dying, and will never be if there are years to come. But giving the darkness a satisfaction of claiming more victims-
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Ignis will never come to terms with this... this sacrifice for greater good. But since it has come to this, all he can do is try and not let his sacrifice be in vain.
A set of daggers appear in Ignis' hands. "Be careful." Ignis doesn't know how the Ring will dispell darkness and daemons, but it has already taken so many lives and it will take another one in a matter of moments. The most precious one.
The Giants don't intimidate him. He is not afraid of dying, and will never be if there are years to come. But giving the darkness a satisfaction of claiming more victims-
Ignis will not allow it.