Just as they were making progress again... But Clarus was struck dumb at the sight of the Draconian standing over them. He stared in awe for a moment until Noctis spoke his name and snapped him back to their reality. Forgive him, he'd never seen a god before.

He smiled reassuringly at the young king and gripped him gently a moment before pulling him into a fatherly hug. "You're safe. Or rather, you will be." The older man glanced around, trying to discern a way out of this. "We need to return to the ship. Can we leave this place now?"