Final Fantasy XV Fanfiction
@corleonisweek
ao3 redirect linkNotes: Against all discouragement and some outright plotting to make sure he didn’t go, Cor makes it to the Tempering Grounds. And makes it out again. But he, too, got a souvenir.
Warnings: Head injuries, listen my boy’s in bad shape, he’s rambling, blathering, and crying a little. It’s ok tho.
“You are no King’s Shield.”
Those words echoing out of the tin can of the Blademaster’s face had stayed with him as Cor, his sword arm broken to the point of uselessness and one leg likely broken as well, limped towards where he hoped the path the the Tempering Grounds met with a road.