[ They’ll have to take the time to mull over the nature of Ardyn’s appearance here once they’re somewhere a bit less full of monsters and a bit more private. There are no displaced princes here for Ardyn to vent his frustrations against – though X’rhun cannot help but wonder at the fate of Noctis, if Ardyn is here and claiming that he is supposed to be dead – so X’rhun will have to do as a suitable target. ]

Your brilliant plan fails to take into account that I know these passages very well. There shall be no need to phase through anything so long as I am here to lead the way.

[ True to his word, X’rhun seems to know exactly where he’s going, passing by the many branching paths to head down one in particular. It isn’t much longer until the golden light of the setting sun makes itself known, peering through an opening at the end of the tunnel. His fingers still curled ‘round Ardyn’s hand, he guides the other man out of the crypts and into the late evening air – a bit arid, perhaps, but the heat of the day is waning rapidly with the setting of the sun.

In the distance, the looming walls of Ala Mhigo stand stark against the sunlight. ]