'Crap…'
The ship Sunny had just cleared happened to be very near to the island where Sun Prince was standing… in fact, all of the remaining ships were close to it due to the fact that the battle had gradually shifted closer to the Ivory City.
He was not sure how much time it took and for how long he had been fighting. All he knew was how terribly tired he felt… and that they were on the verge of utter defeat.
Looking at the steel colossus that was just beyond reach, Sunny gritted his teeth.
The bastard was not allowed to throw that javelin… he had to be stopped at all costs.
Noctis had to be protected.
Not because Mordret told him so, but simply because the sorcerer was their best, and most likely only, chance to survive.
