"Let's accept this most basic fact. We are destined enemies but we are unlikely acquaintances for now."
Why were his fights always ends up being interrupted one way or another? It annoys him very greatly, however, he was not some hormonal teenage boy who can't control himself. As such, he let the pitbull handle the legend-turned-traitor and the Nouralail pure-blood with the infamous King. For now, he allowed himself find victory in getting great information about his prospective targets. Big players had now been presented on the board. He could only guess that starting forth this day. Things will be very busy and active in more ways than one. In any case, he was left to tend to the small fries who were still loyal to their King's demand. This only made him get irritated further.
What was good fighting for someone? Or fighting for a goal? They were chains that should be broken. This is his point of view as he also share and experience such fate. He wanted to be free. But, the last word will not belong to him. Anyway, he was not entirely against with facing new foes each day. It was something worthwhile to do sometimes especially, when he would be up against strong ones. Right now, he cleaned up the lackeys swiftly. They were not that good enough to even give him a good work sweat. Looking around, he wanted to make sure that there was no one else. He would just pay a visit to the others who were still here.
Noctis was well-aware of the fire consuming the place. But, it was not his concern at all. He had other matters more important than such a thing. It seemed the dog was not properly trained where to aim. Well, it does make sense. There was never a need to teach the guard beast from the gates of hell. He soon caught a glance of the traitor and Cerberus still engaged. As for the other two, he could hear clashing of swords and brief conversations around the corner. There he saw the King and the pure-blood who seemed to know more than he lets on.
The next thing he knew, the place was now crumbling down on them. He only looked at it nonchalantly and soon the building collapsed with them being underneath. After a good hour, the flames were still burning but from the rubble. Noctis unearthed himself. He then looked at a certain portion where the Nouralail Pure-blood was looking at his direction with contempt. Why is that? Well, Noctis summoned some of his swords and blocked the debris falling on the man. It was not done for him. Rather, he disliked the fact of fighting someone handicapped.
"A thank you would do." Noctis noted to not anyone in particular. However, its content can be taken in many ways. Soon enough, Red was before him with concern flashing in those eyes. It was subtle but he could tell. "Handle your garbage, Nouralail." Pausing for a moment, he then continued on. ".Or I will handle it and you personally." The swords protecting the pure-blood disappeared into little spheres of light. It was then he went with Red who was rather persistent about having him checked at some medical clinic. He was fine really a bit he was more certain what Red was really worried about. After all, Red was the observer and he was the medical watcher and at field.
Anyway, he was in no hurry to ingrain himself on the nerves of the Pure-blood. There were many chances for him to interact with them. Why is that? Well, he has his ways and with that, he soon vanished from everyone's sight. Where some of the vampires who survived were mystified by his presence and seen gestures extended to the Nouralail Pure-blood.
What was good fighting for someone? Or fighting for a goal? They were chains that should be broken. This is his point of view as he also share and experience such fate. He wanted to be free. But, the last word will not belong to him. Anyway, he was not entirely against with facing new foes each day. It was something worthwhile to do sometimes especially, when he would be up against strong ones. Right now, he cleaned up the lackeys swiftly. They were not that good enough to even give him a good work sweat. Looking around, he wanted to make sure that there was no one else. He would just pay a visit to the others who were still here.
Noctis was well-aware of the fire consuming the place. But, it was not his concern at all. He had other matters more important than such a thing. It seemed the dog was not properly trained where to aim. Well, it does make sense. There was never a need to teach the guard beast from the gates of hell. He soon caught a glance of the traitor and Cerberus still engaged. As for the other two, he could hear clashing of swords and brief conversations around the corner. There he saw the King and the pure-blood who seemed to know more than he lets on.
The next thing he knew, the place was now crumbling down on them. He only looked at it nonchalantly and soon the building collapsed with them being underneath. After a good hour, the flames were still burning but from the rubble. Noctis unearthed himself. He then looked at a certain portion where the Nouralail Pure-blood was looking at his direction with contempt. Why is that? Well, Noctis summoned some of his swords and blocked the debris falling on the man. It was not done for him. Rather, he disliked the fact of fighting someone handicapped.
"A thank you would do." Noctis noted to not anyone in particular. However, its content can be taken in many ways. Soon enough, Red was before him with concern flashing in those eyes. It was subtle but he could tell. "Handle your garbage, Nouralail." Pausing for a moment, he then continued on. ".Or I will handle it and you personally." The swords protecting the pure-blood disappeared into little spheres of light. It was then he went with Red who was rather persistent about having him checked at some medical clinic. He was fine really a bit he was more certain what Red was really worried about. After all, Red was the observer and he was the medical watcher and at field.
Anyway, he was in no hurry to ingrain himself on the nerves of the Pure-blood. There were many chances for him to interact with them. Why is that? Well, he has his ways and with that, he soon vanished from everyone's sight. Where some of the vampires who survived were mystified by his presence and seen gestures extended to the Nouralail Pure-blood.