The scenery around them begins to crumble, the statue of the sovereign disintegrating and falling around them. The trees collapse in the far distance, yet none of their eyes are on it but on the Legion and Blaise.
"When we leave here, that monster could emerge at any time," Legion says while Balsie remains stunned. "I just have that feeling, you know. The overwhelming feeling of dread." He lies since he knows that when he turns level ten the monster will merge and now he's on it, not only that but he surpassed it.
"What do we do then?" Blaise finally speaks up his voice and stance wavering. "What do we tell Noctis and the others."
"May I inquire, what are you guys talking about?" Omari chimes into their conversation.
