[Noctis grits his teeth, fighting every instinct to rush in and help. Yet he stands there, behind Prompto by a good distance, and begins casting his spell.
It's a few seconds before a fire spell shoots over their faces and into the creature's gaping maw. It writhes, and Noctis blinks for a few seconds.]
Well. [And here he thought that it would take a while to go through his list of spells to find one this brute didn't like, and here we are, first try!] Turn up the heat, Ignis!
[Because if he's not mistaken, he saw a couple fire skills during training. The black chocobo seems to be a bit more at ease seeing this, ruffling his feathers before he charges past and starts clawing at it's giant feet.]
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It's a few seconds before a fire spell shoots over their faces and into the creature's gaping maw. It writhes, and Noctis blinks for a few seconds.]
Well. [And here he thought that it would take a while to go through his list of spells to find one this brute didn't like, and here we are, first try!] Turn up the heat, Ignis!
[Because if he's not mistaken, he saw a couple fire skills during training. The black chocobo seems to be a bit more at ease seeing this, ruffling his feathers before he charges past and starts clawing at it's giant feet.]