[Of course, a father would be more concerned about his son swearing than about the twelve feet tall beast trying to devour them. All jokes aside, this battle marks the first time this father and son duo has ever fought together. It’s sort of…nice. Exhilarating, actually. Regis has watched Noctis spar against Gladiolus and Cor in the past, but he has never seen him out on the field before. While he always knew that Noctis had it in him, he didn’t expect this level of ferocity from the boy. It somewhat reminds him of his youth back when he was a twenty something year old prince trying to defy the world.
Once Noctis takes point, Regis switches weapons for the first time in this bout. The sword vanishes in a hail of white light followed by the sudden emergence of a large silvery crossbow with a winged motif. It’s the Bow of the Clever, one of the many Royal Arms he collected throughout his youth. He takes a step back as he aims the bow at the minosaur’s head. No, not the snake-head but rather the one that looks like an overgrown tyrannosaurus. Now that Noct is distracting the beast by attacking from the rear, he can focus on attacking its front.
The minosaur attempts to block Noct’s attacks with little avail since it has lost its momentum making this the perfect time to end it. As his son attacks the vulnerable underside of this foul beast, Regis fires three magical shots into the beast. The bolts pierce deep within the monster’s armor causing it to thrash about violently. It takes a moment for the overgrown fiend to fall but when it does, the minosaur crashes onto the ground with a dying howl. It lays there momentarily, still moving even though in the middle of its death throes.
A sigh of relief escapes Regis once he realizes it’s over.]
Bloody hells–
[Wait, didn’t he just tell Noctis not to curse?! Rules for thee but not for me.]
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[Of course, a father would be more concerned about his son swearing than about the twelve feet tall beast trying to devour them. All jokes aside, this battle marks the first time this father and son duo has ever fought together. It’s sort of…nice. Exhilarating, actually. Regis has watched Noctis spar against Gladiolus and Cor in the past, but he has never seen him out on the field before. While he always knew that Noctis had it in him, he didn’t expect this level of ferocity from the boy. It somewhat reminds him of his youth back when he was a twenty something year old prince trying to defy the world.
Once Noctis takes point, Regis switches weapons for the first time in this bout. The sword vanishes in a hail of white light followed by the sudden emergence of a large silvery crossbow with a winged motif. It’s the Bow of the Clever, one of the many Royal Arms he collected throughout his youth. He takes a step back as he aims the bow at the minosaur’s head. No, not the snake-head but rather the one that looks like an overgrown tyrannosaurus. Now that Noct is distracting the beast by attacking from the rear, he can focus on attacking its front.
The minosaur attempts to block Noct’s attacks with little avail since it has lost its momentum making this the perfect time to end it. As his son attacks the vulnerable underside of this foul beast, Regis fires three magical shots into the beast. The bolts pierce deep within the monster’s armor causing it to thrash about violently. It takes a moment for the overgrown fiend to fall but when it does, the minosaur crashes onto the ground with a dying howl. It lays there momentarily, still moving even though in the middle of its death throes.
A sigh of relief escapes Regis once he realizes it’s over.]
Bloody hells–
[Wait, didn’t he just tell Noctis not to curse?! Rules for thee but not for me.]