[Prompto whips out his gun from its holster with a little flair, spinning it and catching it deftly. He steps up beside Ignis. He'll make himself a mid-range target.
Nothing is eating a chocobo on his watch. Those wonderful, majestic birds...
He keeps out of sight as best he can, he took has opted to stick with the clothes he came in, they're more comfortable.]
Ready, Iggy?
[This can't be that hard, new skills aside, they've been fighting together for months.]
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Nothing is eating a chocobo on his watch. Those wonderful, majestic birds...
He keeps out of sight as best he can, he took has opted to stick with the clothes he came in, they're more comfortable.]
Ready, Iggy?
[This can't be that hard, new skills aside, they've been fighting together for months.]