It did not sting any less the more he heard it. He couldn't rein in his reaction even knowing it was what Ardyn was after. Prompto's lips twisted, his hands clenching into fists in his restraints. The trembling in his limbs wasn't only from the cold.

"What the hell do you want with me?" he snarled, the confusion starting to clear a bit in the wake of building anger and desperation. And panic. Prompto jerked against his bonds despite the pain, straining and twisting his wrists. "Let me go, you coward! You that afraid I'm gonna kick your ass?"