Unbound

"Wow, that's one way to get the blood pumping!" Pit exclaimed. Above them, the Manaships and Thalgrym's aerial warriors clashed with the shadowbeasts. Bloody lightning raged across the skies as the gods cried out in annoyance.

For the moment, they were forgotten.

"Can we get the princess to the ships?" Pit asked. "We could run.”

“We'll never outpace a goddess." Scylla cast about and fired off another Skill. Shadowbeasts were collecting around them again, but they melted away under her assault. "But we must flee this place regardless. The darkness closes in on us."

Ondine looked tired and drawn, as if she'd aged ten years in the last ten minutes. "False princess," she said quietly.

"What?”

“Noctis. It's what she... it doesn't matter. She's wrong, and I know it. Come!" Ondine spread her wings. "Follow me."

They flew ahead through the fallen spires of the Halcyon Hold, over the crushed entrance to the Sanctuary, all of it now aflame with a bloody light.

“Where are we going?” Pit asked.