“Damn Lizards...GET AWAY FROM ME!” Crouching down onto his knees, he would jump high into the air as all the other lizards, clad in medieval armor, looked up at him. Its as if they had similar appearances to the daemons that existed in his own world. Small astral beads would appear around his hands, soon forming into red spheres. Swinging his slender frame around, he would throw the spheres onto the daemons explode into bursts of red flame. Just before he would land back onto the ground, same astral beads would appear on his hand once more before forming into a sword. Using the arm with all of his might, he would throw his sword as the tip pierced onto the hardened bark of a tree branch before his disappeared completely. In a flash, the same body reappeared, holding onto the hilt of his sword. “I should be safe now.” Hearing the tree bark snap, head would tit upward before the stem broke apart completely. As his sword disappeared, Noctis would fall onto the concerte ground, a painful groan emitting from his lips. The crown prince had sat upward, the palm of his gloved hand rubbing the back of his head as fingers interlaced onto this spiky black hair. “That's gonna hurt...”
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