Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp
Zade shouted in my ear, and I felt him pull me even tighter against his chest with one arm, wrapping it around my waist.
As Noctis leveled out and we began to rise among the clouds, the terror was slowly replaced by something else. Something intoxicating. Below us, the huge bastions of the palace shrank into tiny toy houses, and the river looked like a silver thread in the valley. The taste of freedom was like a mix of ice and fire.
"Look up!" Zade ordered.
I raised my head. The sky above us was blazing from the sunrise. Purple, gold, and deep red streaks slashed across the horizon. Noctis snorted in satisfaction, and with a sudden turn, he banked his body to the side.
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