[ Noctis doesn't really think about what he's doing—the edge to Alucard's voice raises the hairs on the back of his neck and sends him ghosting backwards on instinct, planting himself firmly back at Alucard's side and away from the door to the back room. For a second he drops back into a ready position, fists balled in front of him, searching for some other threat—but no, it's just the two of them and a dead body alone in the shop.
Somehow that knowledge doesn't really help him relax. ]
Somebody else got here first and I'm pretty sure, [ Noctis sucks in a shaky breath— ] he's dead. What do we do now?
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Somehow that knowledge doesn't really help him relax. ]
Somebody else got here first and I'm pretty sure, [ Noctis sucks in a shaky breath— ] he's dead. What do we do now?