[ More or less. Noctis considers her briefly before he decides to demonstrate, and instead of charging he warps into the midst of the skeletons, mowing through them with his word, phasing and warping, darting amidst them like a wolf tearing through sheep. Turns out, he probably doesn't need cover all that much, but still.
Noctis is a dervish of movement, appearing and disappearing in flashes, and before long this particular army is nothing but bones, with him standing in the middle of them, his sword disappearing from his hand with an idle flick. ]
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[ More or less. Noctis considers her briefly before he decides to demonstrate, and instead of charging he warps into the midst of the skeletons, mowing through them with his word, phasing and warping, darting amidst them like a wolf tearing through sheep. Turns out, he probably doesn't need cover all that much, but still.
Noctis is a dervish of movement, appearing and disappearing in flashes, and before long this particular army is nothing but bones, with him standing in the middle of them, his sword disappearing from his hand with an idle flick. ]