Hex reappeared in the middle of the sky.
Like Draconic Noctis always had, he chased after him with his scythe raised. This was nothing new, but he felt sometimes strange this time.
The faintly glowing blue smile on Hex's face grew.
"Big dragon should watch step."
Draconic Noctis furrowed his brows.
"What?"
Countless purple lines emerged from the air. A couple were connected to Hex.
It was almost like... a spider web.
Draconic Noctis frowned.
"Where did these come from?"
That was when he realized something. The purple lines matched the path Hex had taken. Every time Hex vanished, he left behind some sort of thread. It was only now that he revealed them.
Noctis curled up into a ball and held his scythe in front of him. It was too late for him to escape now.
The purple lines rapidly expanded while glowing brightly. Suddenly, they froze.
Then exploded.
I mean, he does kinda have a choice. Not that the option of death is the best, but it is a choice!