Kingsglaive Final Fantasy XV

For centuries the sacred magic

of the divine crystal

blessed our world

and its people.

But in time the promise of its

power brought war to our lands.

Lucis, a peaceful kingdom

of great magic

kept safe by the power

of the crystal.

And Niflheim, a military

empire of vast machinery

made strong by

the might of its magitek.

Long has war

raged between the two.

As the years passed, Niflheim

marched on nearby nations

driven by its unsurpassed technology.

To defend itself,

Lucis raised a magical wall

the strength of which comes

from the crystal itself.

Insomnia alone,

the crown city and last bastion

of Lucian defense

remained beyond Niflheim

reach for many years.

Amid the escalating war

Prince Noctis of Lucis

had come to Tenebrae

to seek healing

for a grievous injury.

He made the long journey together

with his father, King Regis.

Mother, brother, and I,

the royalty of Tenebrae

had all welcomed their visit.

It was then

that the fires came,

everywhere and all at once.

In a mere instant, the whole

of Tenebrae was ablaze.

Ravus!

Mother!

General Glauca.

The Niflheim attack

was an attempt

on the lives of the visiting

Lucian royalty.

Noctis!

Please.

Help us!

King Regis!

Lunafreya...

Luna!

From that day until this day,

Tenebrae has been gripped

in the iron fist of Niflheim,

sworn enemy of Lucis.

King Regis assembles

a force of mighty warriors

to combat the imperial menace.

Dubbed the kingsglaive,

they fight relentlessly

against Niflheim,

empowered by the magic

of their sovereign.

All units,

move to secure the wall.

If they break through,

we're done.

What's the hold-up,

Crowe?

Crowe!

Status?

Almost there.

No!

- I need help.

- East wall's going down.

Pelna, can you get to me?

Lucis isn't

paying us refugees enough...

For this.

How is this fair?

- Nyx, I owe you one.

- You and everyone else.

We need support on the east flank.

Nyx, where are you?

I'm on my way.

Pelna, fall back

and regroup with the others.

Go easy on the magic, hero.

You got people

waiting for you back home.

I'm worth the wait.

Show-off.

Watch your back, Libertus.

We got more incoming.

We ain't gonna last much longer.

Crowe!

Yes!

All glaives, fall back.

Repeat, all glaives fall back!

Release the daemon.

We can't take down that daemon.

I'm ordering a full retreat.

Get back here alive.

That's an order.

For hearth and home.

All units, fall back

to the extraction point.

Support is inbound.

Nyx!

We have to get out of here.

Nyx!

We have orders!

Yeah.

Help!

Nyx!

Oh, that idiot.

Nyx!

Crowe.

We gotta move.

You gotta be kidding me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You know I ain't got

the stomach for this crap.

Would you rather walk?

Come on.

Just like Galahd Canyon back home.

Libertus!

Luche, report.

The imperial forces

look to be withdrawing, sir.

Guess I owe

you another one.

I'll put it on your tab.

You just try and get some rest,

all right?

You disobeyed

a direct order to retreat.

For hearth and home,

right, sir?

As long as I got

strength in my body,

I obey that order.

Don't fool yourself,

Nyx Ulric.

Whatever strength you have

is on loan from the king.

You are nothing without him.

Await details of your reassignment.

Yes, your majesty.

Despite their victory

all but assured.

A sudden

and inexplicable retreat.

We are at risk nonetheless,

your majesty.

We cannot know

when they will strike again.

Your majesty,

word from the west gate.

A man claiming to be an envoy of

the empire requests an audience.

The envoy from Niflheim awaits

without, your majesty.

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