As Dravos finally arrived, donning the newly tailored white robes of the sanctuary, he moved around experimentally, testing the fabric. The lightweight material, easy to move in and highly flexible, allowed him to feel more agile despite his large frame. He nodded in appreciation, already sensing how the new uniform would serve him well in battle and daily life.
Perched on his shoulder, a small Noctis clone directed Dravos to the location where Canna awaited. Upon his arrival, Canna greeted him with a thumbs up. "Looks good," Canna said with a grin. "Sorry for not giving you the grand welcome you deserve. There should be a feast and whatnot, but duty never stops. Anyway, let's get ready!"
Dravos nodded in understanding. "I understand. I was once a leader too, Canna. So, where to now?"
