[Ardyn's hand was halfway curled into a fist before he thought better of what he was about to do. No, don't let these mortals get to you like Lunafreya had. Don't waste your breath on telling them how wrong they truly are.]
[The bitter venom drained out of his voice in favor of something else, a thin veil of silk hiding razor-sharp steel.] How pleasant it must be to see things in such a simple manner. I'm sure it's so much easier to believe I've given up, playing into the Draconian's hands. Why, you say that when you fail to understand that my vengeance has already been done. There is scarcely a planet left for the gods to rule over. The Crystal's light has surely gone out, your beloved king is no doubt dead by now, and I've simply no idea what's become of the rest of you.
[There was the sound of slow, deliberate motion as Ardyn stepped closer, his voice dropping to something as quiet and dangerous as the whispers of a Mindflayer.]
Non sum ignavum nominare. Make that mistake again and it will be your voice you lose next. A paltry matter of sight is nothing next to what I've lost, and now I've nothing left to lose whatsoever--so when Noctis takes issue with that, this whole island can just burn as a result for all I care.
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[Ardyn's hand was halfway curled into a fist before he thought better of what he was about to do. No, don't let these mortals get to you like Lunafreya had. Don't waste your breath on telling them how wrong they truly are.]
[The bitter venom drained out of his voice in favor of something else, a thin veil of silk hiding razor-sharp steel.] How pleasant it must be to see things in such a simple manner. I'm sure it's so much easier to believe I've given up, playing into the Draconian's hands. Why, you say that when you fail to understand that my vengeance has already been done. There is scarcely a planet left for the gods to rule over. The Crystal's light has surely gone out, your beloved king is no doubt dead by now, and I've simply no idea what's become of the rest of you.
[There was the sound of slow, deliberate motion as Ardyn stepped closer, his voice dropping to something as quiet and dangerous as the whispers of a Mindflayer.]
Non sum ignavum nominare. Make that mistake again and it will be your voice you lose next. A paltry matter of sight is nothing next to what I've lost, and now I've nothing left to lose whatsoever--so when Noctis takes issue with that, this whole island can just burn as a result for all I care.