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Dad, Luna... This is for you!
Over here!
Keep up! 
There's no "I" in "team," Gladio!
But there's a "you" in "dumbass."
Pay attention!
Damn...
It's alright.
Let's regroup and go again!
Roger!
Whatever you say!
On it!
It's all you, Prompto!
Time for a Prompto Special!
Forgive me.
Traitor... This is your reckoning!
We hit that Synchrobeat like boom-boom-POW!
We hit what like what? W
hat about something a touch more refined—"Cross Chain," perhaps?
Sounds good to me.
Gimme a break.
Man, was that a good Cross Chain or what?
A job well done, indeed.
Are you seriously trying to make that a thing?
Another Cross Chain complete.
Seriously, Iggy?
Good Cross Chain, you guys!
I almost forgot about that awful name.
Talk about a throwback.
Just as good as ever.
Better than ever before, I'd say.
You boys, you make a fine team.
We do what we can.
Guys? That was awesome!
Wow. You boys must've worked hard on that little maneuver.
Oh, y'know. Practice makes perfect.
Did somebody say, "Cross Chain"?
What're you doing? Step aside and let me handle it.
Ready to go when you are! Aaany time now!
Fall back! I'll take it from here.
Allow me to help you!
I've got a plan—let me at 'em!
Gladi-whoa! What was that!?
It seems the Blademaster taught you well.
Snap out of it.
Not a moment too soon.
Whew! I am beat.
That was a rather tiring endeavor.
Time for some well-earned R&R.
Marshal!
I'm not a young man anymore.
You're doing just fine, soldier.
You okay?
Don't worry about me. Keep going!
I see your hand-eye coordination hasn't changed.
Now! Everyone ready?
But of course.
It's no use.
Relax. We've just got to work together.
Indubitably.
These monsters... Look at what they've done to our home!
Once we take it back, we'll rebuild it better than ever.
...Yeah. Just like we promised.
The marshal needs help!
Not from us. He can help himself.
Sure hope you're right!
Maybe the King of Kings really is as almighty as they say.
Perhaps you should have a rest.
I don't need one. Let's move.
As you wish.
We're almost there—keep it up!
This is no time to be lying around. ...I know.
On your feet!
You didn't have to go to all that trouble.
I swore not to lose anyone else—including you. ...Never thought I'd see the day.
Unbelievable. She looks just as nice as the day I first drove her.
Keep her looking that way.
Relax. She's in good hands.
Sorry for the trouble.
No trouble at all.
Besides, you hold your own in battle.
The heightened sensory perception serves me well in the field, but does little for me on the road.
On the bright side, you can brag that you were driven around by the king himself.
If I live to tell the tale. This feels just like the good old days.
Indeed.
We ought to rest up for tomorrow.
You and I need to come up with a plan.
If it please Your Highness.
It's been a long day.
I say we call it a night.
Top of the morning, fellas.
Feels a little forced when it's always nighttime, don't ya think?
Yeah, I guess you're right.
Ready to go.
Bout time.
As are we.
Anchors aweigh!
All aboard!
Roger.
Aye-aye! Captain.
You sure you can steer this thing?
What—would you rather do the honors?
Go on, let him. We'll be fine. Nothing for him to crash into in the middle of the ocean.
I don't like your tone.
Finally, open sea fishing!
I must be dreaming.
I'm sure I'll be snoozing in a sec.
Just imagine all the fish out here!
Won't get a good cast like that. Put your back into it.
C'mon... Come to papa.
You've almost got 'em.
Don't let up!
Focus!
Never fear—Prompto's here!
Alright, boys. We're in the home stretch.
Don't go dying on me now!
You're one to talk.
Imperials incoming.
Brace yourselves.
Oh, I don't wanna brace myself!
Prompto!
Keep Iris safe!
I can keep myself safe, thank you very much.
Alright. Everybody ready?
Since when do you call the shots?
Uh, Iggy? Should we really be fighting these guys?
It would be ill-advised.
D'ya hear that, Noct? "Ill-advised"!
This looks like a big waste of time.
A little magic could make quick work of them.
Look at you, bein' all efficient!
I'll have these guys wiped out before you know it.
Is that so? Alright—prove it.
We're outnumbered.
I propose we take them out one by one.
Could you propose a way to finish this faster?
The coeurl acquires charge from particles in the air. If you see it seated on its haunches, stay back.
And what if we don't?
You die.
Me-owch!
That is one ferocious feline.
How do you find time to take pictures in the middle of a fight?
It ain't easy, Iris—but if I don't, no one will.
I mean... Would that be a problem?
I've found it's just better to let him do his thing.
It's an eat-or-be-eaten world.
I say "eat."
Then let's dig in, shall we?
Noct! Use your magic to take them out!
Oh! And could you watch where you're aiming?
Gimme a hand, will ya?
Pull it together, Prompto! Wouldn't want to make a fool of yourself with Cindy watching.
C-Cindy!? Where?
Gimme a break.
Maybe it's just me, but I felt kinda bad taking those things down.
You're not alone, but out in the wild it's kill-or-be-killed. And personally, I'd prefer the former.
Noct, there's something on your face.
You really could do with a bath for hygiene's sake.
Heads up: you could probably use one, too.
This should tide us over for quite some time.
Lap of luxury, here we come!
Easy, Big Spender.
Frugality, please.
Sounds like someone's in a good mood.
Basking in our hard-fought victory, I presume.
Well, Noct? How did you fare?
"Fare"? Oh, there's nothing fair about that place.
I give up.
Well, winners never quit, and quitters never win.
So, you solved all the puzzles?
Sure did—fair and square. My brain hurts.
Then I suppose a good rest is in order.
Morning! Who's ready to kick some ass?
Okay, these birds are freaking adorable.
I daresay I could make this at camp.
The gang's all here! See? Us!
We ought to hold onto this one.
I swear, half your photos are selfies.
Hashtag "sorry not sorry."
Now that's what I call a good shot!
Hey, Noct. Whaddya say to a little sparring?
Whaddya say, Noct? Wanna go another round?
Listen up, Noct: I want a rematch. You in?
This is it, Noct. Right now. You and me. No holds barred. Let's go!
Ready or not, here I come!
C'mon. Show a little backbone, will ya?
Are there any ingredients you'd rather I avoid using?
Awww, well, aren't you considerate? I'm good with anything. Surprise me, Four-Eyes.
Are we gonna head back inside or what?
Only fools rush in, "Your Majesty."
Make sure you're ready first.
Alright—show me what you've got!
You're not getting away this time!
You don't stand a chance against the daemons—not like that.
So, what'd ya think of that?
Not bad.
But it'll take a little more than that to impress me, Prince Charming.
Hey, Four-Eyes—you're a pretty good cook.
I take it you enjoyed your supper, then?
I did. Whaddya say to cooking for us? My men and I could use a personal chef.
Get your own. This one's mine. I've got him on royal retainer.
And yet I haven't seen a gil.