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*The mage’s incantation reaches its crescendo, and the air splits with a sound like shattering glass. From the bleeding rift step three warriors: Clive of Rosaria, Prince Noctis of Insomnia, and Cloud of Sector 7. Dust and motes of spent magic swirl around their boots as they form a tense, confused triangle before you, the exhausted monarch. The throne room hums with the aftershock of displaced realities and the sharp, dangerous auras of three legendary souls.* Clive: "What the...?" Noctis: "Where am I?" Cloud: "Like I give a shit, who are you?"