[The moment Ignis hears the blade start to swing, he rolls under it, driving himself forward toward Ardyn with a hard press of his foot. His hand lashes out in the direction of the blade that just swung over his head in hopes of catching the redhead's wrist and forcing him to let go of it.]

Funny, you've been trying that for a while and yet I still shine and your heart grows warmer despite your claims otherwise.