[Ignis breathes a sigh of relief when the monster falls on its back, finished off with that last spell. And he feels lucky for it too. He picks up his blade, feeling the numbness in his wrist but nothing he didn't experience before. It's just been a while. Without his usual speed, he needs more than just quick thinking.]
No problems here, [Ignis informs Noct when he makes his way over, returning Prompto the fistbump, holding back a wince. Yep- he sprained his wrist. Nothing ice can't fix when they get back home.]
We definitively will. How is the bird? [He heard distressed noises earlier.]
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No problems here, [Ignis informs Noct when he makes his way over, returning Prompto the fistbump, holding back a wince. Yep- he sprained his wrist. Nothing ice can't fix when they get back home.]
We definitively will. How is the bird? [He heard distressed noises earlier.]