[ It's getting darker, the atmosphere turning ominous, but they can't afford to worry about it; he casts Asch a worried look, staying quiet in favor of listening as they hurry along.
It's faint, but they can follow the distant thuds, their own feet echoing across the stage. ]
Flayn!
[ He shouts whenever it sounds like they're getting closer, listening for a response. ]
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It's faint, but they can follow the distant thuds, their own feet echoing across the stage. ]
Flayn!
[ He shouts whenever it sounds like they're getting closer, listening for a response. ]