[Those visions would follow them. Would trail after them, refusing to be ignored. There was no longer a safe haven for them to retreat back into. No space where they might lessen or weaken. Even Noctis was beginning to have a difficult time recognizing the woods around them and not watch in horror as their surroundings transformed into the ruins of Insomnia.
But there was less at stake should they lose it completely and lash out within the confines of their own cabin. Destroying the bridge that would have to be rebuilt wasn't really an option.]
It's nothing. I'm fine. ['Where is our king? Why won't he help us?'
Because your king abandoned you. Because he's weak and selfish.] Lets just go back. Please.
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But there was less at stake should they lose it completely and lash out within the confines of their own cabin. Destroying the bridge that would have to be rebuilt wasn't really an option.]
It's nothing. I'm fine. ['Where is our king? Why won't he help us?'
Because your king abandoned you. Because he's weak and selfish.] Lets just go back. Please.