"What the...?" Noctis murmured, eyes glued to the sword.
"Hurry up," Gladio hissed.
The four made it out of the crawlspace and were greeted by the sound of Deadeye's thunderous roar. Alongside the beast, they heard someone yell at the top of their lungs. The group froze after realizing it was human.
"Who'd be crazy enough to come here by themselves?" Prompto asked.
"Perhaps the person who wounded the behemoth," Ignis said.
"We're gonna help them, right?"
"If we get to them before they become behemoth bait," Gladio stated.
Following the sounds of battle, the group made their way through the area of the Nebulawood that was shrouded with a heavy fog.
After pausing through the dense fog and managing to locate Deadeye's den, they climbed over a fence and stared at the ruins before looking toward the battle unfolding down below.
A young woman with fiery red locks and (e/c) eyes wielded a sword with a crimson blade. Her attire was strange and out of place.
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(A/n: I imagined the outfit without the ears on the hood and the mask. And before I forget... I DO NOT OWN ANY IMAGES USED IN THIS STORY! Please go support the original artists if you like their work.)
She nimbly dodged the behemoth's attacks before leaping forward and striking. Her blade sliced off Deadeye's other horn and destroyed its other eye. Swinging its claws around blindly, the behemoth tried to strike the girl. When its claw got close enough, she sidestepped and swung her sword upward, slicing off a couple of its toes.
Seeing the appendages fall to the ground, Prompto backed away from the ledge. "So, uh... We gonna help her?"
Gladio crossed his arms as he continued to watch the fight. "Looks like she can handle this herself."
"Yeah, but..."
"Nah, it's fine," Noctis replied, his eyes glued to the battle. He watched the girl swing her blade, but his eyes widen in shock when she exchanges her blade for a javelin. He saw the familiar crystal-like shards that engulfed her weapons when they switched. Unlike his, they were a bright crimson. He blinked in bewilderment. "Did you guys just see that?"
"Quite so," Ignis answered.
"Wait, is she a member of the crownsguard?" Prompto asked.
"No way," Gladio responded. "I'm pretty sure we'd remember a firecracker like her if she was."
"Then what's with the shards?"
"I am curious as well," the advisor spoke up.
All of a sudden, the girl's javelin was set ablaze. She charged toward Deadeye, ducking under his flailing claws and eyeing its chest. She jammed the blazing javelin into the behemoth's chest, discharging the flame. The fire consumed its body, frying it to a crisp. Yanking the javelin out of Deadeye's chest, she dispelled it with a heavy sigh before stepping back to prevent from being crushed by the corpse.
