And just like that, he was gone.

Panting quietly, Ignis let himself slow down, then come to a stop as he looked around. His stance showed that he was ready for a fight if it came down to it, but he still hadn't called his daggers to his hands. Not until he knew he had no other options.

Each step was careful, almost silent as Ignis slowly swept the area as best he could.

"Gladio. Something's wrong with you. I want to help."