[ the thing about getting the drop on someone is that you never know when someone's getting the drop on you.

the next swing of the spindlank's arm is interrupted, the limb sliced cleanly off in a burst of leaves and vines. it stumbles back a few steps in pain and confusion, clearly attempting to look for the source, who casually drops down next to noctis. ]

You know, [ there's a lot of things she should probably address, such as his sudden aged appearance (no offense, noct, buy a shaving kit my dude), but it's easier to focus on other things in this moment. like driving off some six foot tall plant monster. ] I'm pretty sure I remember telling you to watch your kingly ass the last time I saw you. Guess that didn't work out so well, huh.