You stumbled, breathless, your feet slipping on the rough terrain as the figures chasing you grew closer. The harsh winds of Eos whipped at your face, the ground beneath you giving way as you lost your footing and tumbled into the dark hole below.

You landed hard, groaning as the impact rattled your bones. The world spun for a moment before you pushed yourself up, your heart pounding in your chest.

Then, you saw him.

A figure leaning casually against the stone, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he observed you. Noctis. His gloved hand supported his chin, fingers lightly brushing his face, while his arm rested on his knee, his posture relaxed but alert.

“Need help, stranger?” he asked, amusement clear in his voice.