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Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-04-09 04:11 pm (UTC)Please, He'd wept, speaking through the inhuman snarls of the daemons threatening to consume him. I've done all you asked of me. Please, gods, let me rest.
And Shiva had looked upon him with her white, clear eyes, and said nothing.
Then, wretched and broken with the pain of being denied even the hope of death, Ardyn had run to his closest friend, his brother, the man who had watched him heal over the years with an awe that verged on hunger, and found him seated on the throne.
He should never have listened to the gods in the first place. He should have done what Noctis tried to do--run off, duty be damned, and let the world fall to the Scourge if it so wanted. It was what the Astrals deserved.
And so Ardyn had taken an interest in this second fallen son of Lucis, the man with the delicate touch and a bashful inelegance hidden beneath a mask of surly indifference. It had been so long since he'd felt the effects of uncorrupted healing magic that it almost quelled the daemons that lay within his blood. He could think clearly in the light of Noctis' magic, could draw back, back through the endless years to the man who had once bowed to the Astrals and thought himself blessed.
Again, it had been a mistake. Noctis' power was growing too strong: He should have seen it coming. The Scourge in his veins was too potent to remain undetected, and Noctis, for all his strengths, had too soft a heart.
The trunk of Ardyn's car held little more than a travel bag--Ardyn was not one who ever found himself wanting, when he could pinch the fabric of time and bend susceptible minds to his will. He locked the trunk securely and made his way to the front of the car. It would be easy to convince the Emperor that he was still loyal to the Empire (such as it was--a weak, trembling echo of the glory that had been the world before the Scourge). Their plans to overthrow Insomnia could go forward, and Ardyn would find a way to push the errant prince towards his duty as the chosen king. Noctis would become the sword that gave Ardyn what the Astrals had denied him, and Ardyn would not think of the warmth of his touch, or thehis self-deprecating wit, the careless way he drained his magic time after time for a pittance.
He would not make the same mistake again.
Beside him, the passenger's side door creaked open.
"Ardyn."
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Noctis clung to the door frame of Ardyn's hideous car, trying to hold in the nausea that had rocked him ever since he came within two blocks of the man.
If he is a man, he thought. He turned to Ardyn, who was gripping the steering wheel as though it were liable to fly loose, and tried to pull in his magical awareness.
"You can't," Ardyn growled. Noct winced as the car wheeled down a dirt road. "It's too late, dear prince. You unplugged the dam of your magic, now you live with the consequences."
"How do you..." Noct groaned and doubled over. Talking was not an option right now.
He wasn't sure how much longer he'd be alive to talk.
Noct had barely managed to get a word in to Ardyn before the man had, almost instinctively, slammed a foot on the gas and threw Noctis back into the leather seat. Noct had to close the car door on the road, and was dismayed to find that as they approached the unused exit from the city, Ardyn showed no sign of stopping.
"The wall," Noct shouted, to the silent, grim-faced madman at the wheel. "We'll hit the wall!"
Except... They hadn't. When Ardyn's car swerved through the gates, the wall opened for them, an empty space spreading out like fire on parchment, and they emerged into an oppressive heat and a cloud of dust that Noct was still scraping from his eyes.
Finally, after what felt like an hour of breathless, terrifying rattling, Ardyn brought the car to a sudden, screeching halt.
"Get out," he said, turning to Noctis.
Noct quavered against the door. "Wh-what?"
"Get out." Noctis curled his fingers around the edge of the seat, and Ardyn made a noise somewhere between a tch and a growl. "You want to be a selfless hero, your highness?" Ardyn's voice was thick with disgust. "Then start walking. The Disc of Cauthess is twenty miles north of here: I'm sure your ancestors' dear friend the Archaean will have plenty to tell. And when a dualhorn or an Iron Giant, or gods, even a hunter, takes the last breath from your body on the way, you'll know where useless sentimentality gets you."
"I just want to..." Noct held onto the door with one hand, the seat with another, as though Ardyn were about to eject him bodily from the nightmare car. "You're sick, Ardyn. You're going to throw me into the desert because I don't want you to die? And how the hell do you know I'm the--"
"Please," Ardyn said. "It was hardly a secret."
Noct had to concede that point, at least.
Ardyn set the car to park and turned off the ignition. "Noctis," he said. "Dear, foolish Noctis. You and I have two vastly different goals in mind."
"Whatever. Just let me try." Noct released the door and leaned forward. Ardyn grimaced and pulled away. "You don't think I can do it?"
"My dove," Ardyn said, with none of the fondness he'd infused in the words only hours before. "I know you can't."
"Then let me find out for myself," Noct said. He crawled across the seat, almost into Ardyn's lap. "If I fuck up, you can leave me here. Just..." He placed a hand on Ardyn's cheek, cupping his face in his palm. "Let me--"
Ardyn bared his teeth in a pained grin, and the hollows of his eyes grew dark with the viscous ooze of the Scourge. It crawled down his cheeks, dripping between Noctis' fingers, staining his nails black.
"Very well," Ardyn said, and Noct felt a cold hand at his neck, pressing painfully down on his throat. "You are certainly welcome to try."
Re: Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-04-10 12:59 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-04-10 06:38 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-04-10 10:15 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-20 09:00 pm (UTC)I'm enjoying this so much I just T__T
Re: Fill: 6/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-20 11:44 pm (UTC)(And I lost the bookmark for this fic and haven't been able to find it until you commented! It'll be updated soon now that I have it again)
Fill: 7/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-21 12:53 am (UTC)With his luck, the poor man would find himself infected, and then the Astrals truly would be lost, wouldn't they? Ardyn almost longed for it. Two failed chosen ones in a row? What on Eos would those dear gods do, then?
"It's ok," Noct whispered. His left knee buckled, and he landed heavily on Ardyn's waist, straddling him. "It's ok, you'll be fine."
Bless, the fool thought he was the one in need of comfort? Ardyn risked opening his eyes and shifted his hand from the base of Noct's throat to the back of his head. Noct was trembling, and his skin was clammy and too cool for the desert air. He was, Ardyn realized with disgust, drawing from his own life-force to continue. Ardyn squeezed, hard, and Noct lost concentration. The glow of his hands faded, and his arms began to shake.
"Give me another chance," he whispered, half delirious with stasis-exhaustion and what looked like dehydration. "I felt it change. Please, Ardyn, please don't..." His arms gave way, and Ardyn held him as Noct collapsed, utterly spent.
"Please," he said. "Let me try again."
Ardyn ran a hand through Noct's hair, giving himself time to think. It's true, he felt... marginally changed. Emptier. Less whole. The rage that boiled under the surface of his cheerful facade was sated, if only temporarily, despite the waves of pain that racked his limbs. If Noctis could do this, then he would be defying all Ardyn had set in place over the past two thousand years. He'd be defying prophecy. The gods.
Ardyn found he rather liked that concept.
"Very well," he said, and Noct nearly wept with relief. Ardyn raised the cloth hood of his beloved car and maneuvered the both of them so that Noct lay on the front seat instead. Ardyn climbed over him and reached into his armiger for a canteen--It was six hundred years old, but provisions never went stale when Lucian magic was involved.
"Open, my sweet," Ardyn murmured, and pressed a thumb to Noct's lower lip. Noct took some time meeting his gaze, and his lips parted slowly.
"I was never... your sweet anything," he said, and Ardyn sighed. He uncapped the canteen and held it to Noct's lips, urging him to swallow. Water ran down the prince's chin and soaked the front of his shirt.
"You could have been," Ardyn conceded. "In a different time. You know, water tastes better when you drink it. A highly unorthodox hypothesis, true, but it's worth testing."
"Asshole," Noct gasped, but there wasn't any vitriol behind it. When Ardyn held the canteen for him again, Noct dutifully swallowed. After a moment, he started to choke and shudder, and Ardyn withdrew.
Some of the fog was out of Noct's vision, but his magic was still fully drained. He lifted a hand towards Ardyn. Ardyn took it, running his mouth along Noct's blackened nails, and the healer-prince shivered.
"I was like you, once," Ardyn said, speaking around Noct's fingertips. "Young. Naïve. I believed I could heal the ills of this star with a bit of luck and a dash of Astral intervention."
"Don't need the Astrals," Noct whispered. "Just time."
"Ah, a starry-eyed blasphemer. How rare." Ardyn lowered Noct's hand, but didn't let go. "I should have discovered you years ago, dear Noctis."
"Yeah," Noct said. "Kiss me?"
Ardyn obliged--might as well, if the man insisted on killing himself just to lessen the weight of the Scourge by an ounce--and Noct deepened the kiss. As he did, Ardyn felt a spark of healing magic leap between them, and he drew back with a hiss.
Noct laughed weakly, and the only thing that stopped Ardyn from throttling him then and there was the damage he would do to the upholstery.
"One more time," Noct said. "And I'll get it right."
Ardyn patted his cheek idly, then heaved the young man onto the passenger's seat. It took some work, but Noct was eventually settled, fast asleep, with his head lolling over the armrest.
"Well," Ardyn said, swallowing down the bitter taste of Noctis' magic. "If we are to suffer, I at least shall suffer in style."
And so Ardyn turned on the ignition, spun the car carefully round the wide, dusty road, and set his sights toward the sea, and the soft, warm beds of Galdin Quay.
Re: Fill: 7/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-21 06:20 pm (UTC)Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-22 12:34 am (UTC)"Again," he said, as he was shoved into a bookcase a few hours later, landing with a crash that shook travel guides onto the floor. Ardyn had collapsed against a chair, hands shaking, tears running black.
"Again," he said, taking Ardyn's hand in a too-tight grip when they emerged into the dining area for a breakfast that Ardyn didn't need and Noct couldn't stomach.
"Again," he said, when Ardyn lay gasping and clear-headed for the first time in nearly two thousand years. Noct had eradicated the Scourge from his central nervous system first, making the slow effort of strengthening tissue and marrow as his magic blazed through Ardyn like a searing fire. Ardyn looked up at him, pale and thin, red hair darkened with sweat, and found he could finally feel the distinct shape of himself amid the maelstrom of the Scourge.
It was the worst pain he'd felt in nearly a millennia.
Noct crawled to the shower and lay under the cool spray for an hour. Ardyn dragged him out in the end, dried him with hands that no longer felt as sure and steady as he knew them to be, and guided him to his feet.
"Who did this to you?" Noct breathed, as Ardyn lay him down in the bed that wasn't sour with sweat. His gaze was feverish and wild, and he shivered under layers of cotton and fleece. Unthinking, Ardyn ran a hand over his forehead, and something tugged loose in his mind. His fingers shone for the span of a breath, bright with the light of a magic denied to him with the consumption of the Scourge, the fulfillment of his destiny.
"That wasn't me," Noct said. His eyes were clear again, focused, and his body no longer shook with an unseasonable chill. "Ardyn, that wasn't--"
"Perhaps," Ardyn said, in a voice that shook in a way it had no right to, "We should... take a short reprieve."
By the time the sun set, Noctis was pacing the room like a disgruntled cat. It was almost adorable, really, watching a young face try to take on centuries of hurt in the space of a few hours. Noct didn't seem to know whether to be furious, mournful, or disbelieving, and was swinging wildly between each one as Ardyn looked on.
"They wouldn't let you die?" he asked, after a moment of wearing a hole into the carpet. Ardyn shrugged a shoulder. "But the Astrals told you to do it, right? Why couldn't they... Why didn't they have a plan?"
"They aren't true gods, you know," Ardyn said, taking pity on the man. "No one said they knew what they were doing."
"They used you," Noct said.
"Granted." Ardyn crossed his legs. It was remarkable how, the angrier Noct became on his behalf, the more nonchalant he felt. A side effect of the healings, perhaps? Or was it simply the pleasure of watching years of pro-Astral conditioning be stripped away at once?
"No one mentioned this at the Citadel," Noct said. "They think being a healer is a curse, a, a bad omen. Is that 'cause of you, or...?"
Ardyn smiled.
"Oh my gods," Noct said. "I don't think I can deal with this, Professor." He grimaced. "Ardyn. Shit, this is weird."
"Go to bed, Noctis," Ardyn drawled. "It will all look much worse in the morning."
"Thanks for that," Noct said. He paused. "Wait. I can heal. Was that why I'm the chosen one? Why I was picked by the crystal? To end up like--"
"Me?" Ardyn asked, cheerily. "No. You were meant for another fate. Go to bed, your highness."
"That a direct order, your majesty?"
"Oh, I haven't been called that in a very long time indeed." Ardyn leaned back in his chair. "I could stand to hear it again."
It took some time for Noct to calm down enough to sleep, but when he did, he pulled Ardyn down with him. Ardyn insisted that he did not, as such, require sleep, but as Noct tugged him down into the soft mattresses, a new, strange sort of fog crept over Ardyn's mind. He panicked, struggling to claw his way out of the haze. But Noct's arm was over his chest, bony fingers at his neck, and Ardyn fell, helplessly, into the first real, dreamless sleep since the collapse of his mortal life.
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-22 06:50 am (UTC)*cry in happiness*
now since Ardyn already told Noct about who he was, i wonder if Ardyn will also tell him about you-are-the-one-who-will-kill-me fate,,,
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 04:07 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-22 06:59 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 04:08 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 01:49 pm (UTC)(Seriously I read this in one sitting, effectively forgetting I was brewing coffee which managed to burn up but idgaf because it was totally worth it)
beyond words how good it is just ♥♥♥
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 04:10 pm (UTC)Oh man, thank you, and I'm sorry it led to your coffee burning! This next chapter is a bit of an interlude, but the plot will return soon after!
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 04:12 pm (UTC)----------
Ardyn woke to pain.
This was such an unusual experience in and of itself--Beyond Noct's ever so delightful attempts at healing, Ardyn hadn't felt so much as a chill since the age of thirty-five--that he took a minute simply to examine it, to pick apart each twinge and shiver of flesh. There was a tightening at his skin--warmth? Surely not. Then there was an ache in his hips and lower back, and a gnawing, twisting fire in his abdomen that moved through him as though alive, tearing at his insides with a pain just short of exquisite.
His stomach growled. Oh.
"Toast in the fridge," Noct mumbled. He had an arm slung over Ardyn's chest, and his fingers ran through the tips of his hair. Ardyn felt another pain, a tension just over his lungs, and rolled the young man off.
Then he tried the toast. It was cold, covered in syrup and no longer as crisp as it had been the day before, but Ardyn was used to forcing down elaborate dinners at Niflheim state affairs that felt of ash and paper against a tongue no longer suited for taste.
His senses were still dulled, but the sweetness was almost overwhelming. Ardyn had to take his time, and when he was done, Noct had risen in a tangle of sheets and disheveled hair to watch him.
"You look dreadful," Ardyn said, and Noct grinned.
"Yeah. I'll order more. It's gonna be a long day."
Ardyn felt a shiver run up his arms, and nodded. "Oh, I expect it will."
The tickling over his skin started to bother him by midday, when Noct was finally ready to start another round of healing. He shed his jacket and rolled back his sleeves, and when Noct touched him, he could feel the pressure of his fingers.
He wondered if, as he was now, he would be able to tell what Noct tasted like.
By evening, most of Ardyn's bloodstream had been cleansed, and Noct could barely stand. Again, Ardyn touched him, careful and light, and felt the well of power straining through the weakened sludge of the Scourge, bringing light to his hands.
"You're getting better at this," Noct said. He smirked. "For a dinosaur."
"Excuse me?" Ardyn's hand slid down to the side of the younger man's neck.
"Sorry. Old man? Great-great to the hundredth--" Noct cackled as he was shoved back, and hooked his fingers in the lapels of Ardyn's shirt, dragging him along for half a step. Ardyn felt warmth on his palm when he held Noct's hip, and that tension in his chest spiked again.
When Noct surged up to kiss him, Ardyn was disappointed to find he didn't taste much of anything. Well. Maybe next time. He opened his mouth to him, pressed Noct down on the bed, shifted his knee to push his legs open.
He knew how this went, but he'd never felt it so keenly before. Every touch was new, every shift of skin and pulse of blood a heady sensation that threatened to topple Ardyn over the edge of reason. Noct was smiling through it, teasing and too gentle, and when Ardyn pulled at the roots of his hair the cry of pleasure he made was enough. Ardyn gave himself over to it, to him, and forgot, just for a while, the inevitable pain of living.
PART 9 ABOVE Fill: 9/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-25 04:13 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-26 12:44 am (UTC)Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-26 10:12 am (UTC)Got me even more exited to see where this goes ;) *gives goats over full of gratitude*
Re: Fill: 8/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-26 03:36 pm (UTC)Ardyn's definitely learning (re-learning?) some new things, lately...
Fill: 10/? Re: Noctis is the Healer of Lucis (Ardyn/Noctis)
Date: 2017-05-26 03:41 pm (UTC)--------------
“You and your husband enjoying the honeymoon so far?” Coctura, the one-woman powerhouse behind the Galdin Quay restaurant, smiled as she set about preparing Noct’s order: Two house specials to go, hold the veggies on one, extra rare for the other. Noct, who was leaning on the counter, slipped on his elbow and jarred the counter wall with his knee.
Honeymoon? Of course Ardyn would use that as a cover. “Uh, yeah,” he said. “The place is great.”
“You should go to the beach at night, if you haven’t already.” Coctura spun a sauce bottle in the air, and a little girl at the other end of the counter applauded. “With the daemons getting all… you know, lately, we’ve had live music every evening.”
“What do you mean, you know?”
Coctura gave him a sideways look. “Wow, you guys really are having fun, huh?” Noct was probably sure he was flushing at least seven types of red. “It’s been all over the news. Daemons are getting… weird. There aren’t as many of them, for one thing. And when they try to form, the ground does that churning purpley thing it usually does, but they don’t take a shape. It’s like they’re stuck.” She shrugged. “Dino took me out to see it happen. Says it’s the biggest scoop since someone spotted the prince last week.”
This time, Noct managed not to slip. He thanked Coctura for the meal when it was done and sizzling in his to-go boxes, asked for a newspaper, and carried both of them into his rooms. As he kicked the door open with his foot, he saw Coctura staring at him strangely, reaching for another copy of the paper with her free hand. He wondered if he’d have to send Ardyn out for food from then on.
Ardyn was lying back on one of the couches, looking like he was trying to catch up on two thousand years of sleep, when Noct quietly shut the door behind him. Noct set the food down on the coffee table and unfolded the newspaper.
The daemon story was front and center. Scientists were going wild trying to explain the sudden drop in daemonic activity, one woman kept insisting that it was tied to the way the days seemed to be getting longer, doomsday activists were popping up all over Insomnia… Noct whistled.
“Something the matter, Noctis?”
Noct waved a hand in the direction of Ardyn’s voice, and scanned the page. He groaned at the second headline.
“Shit. Ardyn.” He passed the newspaper over, and Ardyn raised both brows.
“Ah, well, this is to be expected,” he said. “If my death would be the death of the Scourge, cleansing it in me is effectively cleansing Eos. Why, are you having second thoughts, dear heart?”
“Look lower,” Noct said. He opened his box—No need to waste food—and unwrapped the silverware. Ardyn took a minute to read, then flipped open the paper and turned a few pages.
“I see.” He set the paper down. “Your Crownsguard friends must have told the King of your disappearance.”
“Kingsglaive,” Noct said. “There’s a difference.” Ardyn rolled his eyes.
“No matter,” Ardyn told him. “I’ve been maintaining an illusion over myself since we arrived. I can certainly extend the courtesy to you if it worries you so.” He twisted his hand in an odd gesture. Noct glanced down at himself, but he seemed unchanged.
“Is it something other people can see, but not me?”
Ardyn frowned. “No, that should have worked.” He tried again. Nothing happened. He rose, and Noct could see him concentrating, trying to pull from his reserves of magic.
“I can’t… It’s gone,” he said. “The Scourge is too weak.”
“Maybe you have your own magic again,” Noct said, trying not to panic. “Like mine. You healed me last night, right?”
Ardyn sank into the couch, looking stricken. “Perhaps I’m simply… tired. Gods, how do you survive, having to recharge every evening? It’s dreadfully inconvenient.”
“I get by,” Noct said, with his mouth full of steak. Ardyn groaned.
Still, they both decided that, just in case, they would order room service for the foreseeable future.
Noct was pretty sure that (with the help of an elixir) he could finish up by the end of the evening. The Scourge was reduced to a shadow in Ardyn’s body by mid-afternoon, and the trickiest part was rooting out what was left without getting too distracted. Ardyn lay naked on the bed, the light of Noct’s magic flowing through his skin, and Noct was reminded of their first trip together. Think of it like cleansing the fountain, he thought, when particles of the Scourge eluded him to slip through Ardyn’s bloodstream. He focused, drawing his magic out in a spreading pool, and placed both hands on Ardyn’s chest to remain steady above him.
A knock on the door nearly threw off his focus. Noct blinked light from his eyes, panic rising as the knocking grew more insistent, and Ardyn narrowed his eyes. A magical wall, crystalline like the ones his father built in their early years of training in defensive spells, crackled as it formed over the door. The sound was muffled through the crystal, and Noct looked down at Ardyn to find the man smiling wryly.
“It seems you were right about my magic,” he said. The wall of the room shuddered with the force of a blow, and Ardyn gripped Noct’s arms tight. “You’re nearly done,” he whispered.
“Right.” Noct tried to block out the steady pounding and sank into his magic again. He was chasing down specks, now, forcing them to congregate in one place as his magic drowned them out. Slowly, one by one, the particles of the Scourge burned out of existence. There was only a handful left. So close. So close--
There was a cracking noise, and Noct felt Ardyn’s magic shift within him. He was casting a spell, he knew, but he couldn’t afford to check. He lowered his hands to the last spot where the Scourge dwelled, and turned all of his will onto it. Ardyn let out a sharp cry, and just as the last of the Scourge was cleansed from his body, Noct felt a rush of wind, a sudden chill, hands on his arms.
“Wait,” he croaked, as the light began to die in his hands, in Ardyn’s blood, in the very air of the room. “Wait, I need to make sure. I need—“ The dizziness that came on the heels of a major working was closing in fast, and Noct could only loll his head back to see the familiar black and silver uniforms of the Kingsglaive. How did they find him? Coctura? Ardyn’s car, still sitting out in the parking lot under a protective awning? What were they—what were they doing with Ardyn?
Ardyn was speaking, but the sound came out warped and strange. Noct clutched at an arm—Crowe’s arm, good, he trusted Crowe—and tried to force himself to his feet.
“Easy, kid,” said Nyx.
“Another day,” Noct said, desperately. “I need another day.”
“Fucking hell,” said one of the Glaives. “What did he do to him?”
And with that, the tangle of limbs and the cacophony of voices overwhelmed him at last, and Noct fell into the dark.
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