[The room around them flickers momentarily as Noctis’s words trigger another, more distant memory in Ravus’ mind. The receiving room morphs into a forest clearing engulfed in flames, Lunafreya replaced by another blond woman, this one crumpled and covered by a regal feathered cloak.]
No. [Ravus hisses, shaking his head. The room in Altissia reappears through a force of will. Ravus turns to Noctis, finally realizing that the prince might hold the answer. He forces himself to think back over his words even as Lunafreya begins again. I beg of you...]
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No. [Ravus hisses, shaking his head. The room in Altissia reappears through a force of will. Ravus turns to Noctis, finally realizing that the prince might hold the answer. He forces himself to think back over his words even as Lunafreya begins again. I beg of you...]
...what is going on?