A new dawns Eos, the Prince and his entourage now getting out of the tent and preparing to head into the Fociaugh Hollow for the last blessing of Ramuh.

Gladiolus: Look--over there. I bet that's the spot lightning struck.

Prompto: And we're supposed to go inside?

Y/N: (sigh) Again?

Prompto: Here we are--Fociaugh Hollow!

Ignis: No telling what waits inside.

Gladiolus: Stay sharp.

Y/N: And watch the shadows.

Noctis: Always.

Prompto: (groans) We're drifting into the deep end.

Ignis: I can't quite make out how deep it runs.

Turning on their flashlights, they head inside the entrance, heading down the cave corridor to retrieve the last blessing.

As they head in deeper, a pack of bats fly above them from the ceiling, startling the group as Prompto lets out a terrified scream, Y/N and the others giving him unimpressed looks.

Prompto: I've got a bad feeling about this place.

Y/N: Hmm...is this the Batcave!?

Prompto: H-Huh?

Y/N: Never mind...

Ignis: As if danger lurks 'round every corner.

Prompto: Avoid all corners. Got it!

Y/N: (sigh) What an idiot.

Heading down, they come across the usual narrow crevice, but enough for them to fit through. Noctis, as always the party leader, heads in first. Gladiolus has a tough time going through, him being the biggest out of all of them.

Prompto however, had the smallest build, seemly fits through like paper.

Upon getting out, the walk down the hall, hearing groans and grunts, growls belonging to daemons.

Gladiolus: Shh.

Ignis: Keep quiet.

Prompto: Who? What? Where?

Suddenly, imp daemons appear from the ceiling, coming down, ready to attack. Prompto is taken aback, falling on his rear as he summons his revolver, firing repeatedly.

Annoyed, Y/N backhands the blonde gunslinger, making him snap out of his daze as Gladiolus, Ignis, and Noctis had finished wrapping up the battle, as there weren't much and their foes weren't that strong. Crouching down, Noctis goes through a low area, coming across some crops, Allural Shallot.

Ignis examines said item and thought of something.

Ignis: (snaps fingers) That's it!

Y/N: What's up, Specs?

Ignis: I've come up with a new recipe!

Gladiolus: I could taste test for ya.

Y/N: Me too!

Quickly writing down the recipe, Green Soup Curry, in his notepad, the group head on inside the cavern more.

They proceed down the hall and more imps appear.

Prompto: It never ends...

Noctis: Let's do this!

Ignis: Right.

Since the area was so small, Noctis's newly acquired royal arm of a greatsword wasn't suited for the area. Not only that, Gladiolus could barely swing his own without hitting the walls or his teammates ducking from the giant blade.

Prompto, as it was too dark for him to shoot, and Gladiolus leave the fighting to the ones with shorter range, those being Y/N, Noctis, and Ignis, thanks to their one-handed swords, Y/N's katana, and Ignis's daggers. Making quick work of the imps, they move forward, gaining stronger with each battle.

Through each path and corner, the group would encounter several daemons, making Noctis annoyed while Ignis remains calm and stoic as ever.

It wasn't all that bad though. With their exploration of the caves, they found various items. Those being Fossil Wood, various crystals to make dyes to repaint the Regalia with, once it's been found, a few Oracle Ascension Coins, and potions lying around, something they would need to restock every now and then.

Upon finding another crevice, imps start to crawl out of it, creeping the group out.

Prompto: (squeals)

Gladiolus: Seriously.

Noctis: I hate these things.

Y/N: (stabs imp) Just kill them. (thoughts) Always hated my mornings.

Gladiolus: There's no room to swing a sword in here.

Y/N: Should've taken something smaller.

Prompto: Ignis doesn't look good! He must be poisoned!

Y/N: (tosses antidote) Ignis!

Ignis: Thank you.

Trying to avoid from each other the best they can, they successfully eliminate the imps, albeit Y/N, Noctis, Prompto, and Ignis having to constantly duck their heads and Gladiolus trying to carefully not behead his friends. He wouldn't want to kill of the world's salvation so soon.

Moving forward, they come across a crossroads. They suddenly hear a distant scream coming from the other pathway.

Prompto: (terrified) Guys, wait! Wha..What was that sound?

???: (from the distance) My baby...

Suddenly, something grabs Prompto by the leg, the blonde male letting out a scream as he latches his arm onto Y/N's leg.

The red haired male falls onto the floor, also being pulled away with Prompto.

Y/N: (drowns out) Prompto, you son of a bitch...!

Noctis: Prompto! Y/N!

Ignis: What happened!?

Gladiolus: Hey! You guys alright!?

Y/N: (from the distance) Get the fuck off me you ugly hag!

Ignis: Over here!

Ignis leads them down the path they were going, hoping to find entrance to where the mysterious being had dragged Prompto and Y/N off to, although Y/N was dragged off by Prompto.

They soon see Prompto and Y/N running out of a nearby corridor, in a open area that was below.

Gladiolus: Prompto! Y/N! Are you guys okay?

Prompto: No, we're not okay!

Y/N: You just had to fuckin' drag me with you!?

Prompto: I said I was sorry! This place is literally the worst!

Y/N: Whose idea was it to come here? Oh, right...Gentiana! 

Prompto: And why did it have to be a snake!? That thing dragged me and Y/N all they over here!

Y/N: (bonks Prompto's head) You dragged me, not the ugly hag!

They heard roars and daemons appear around the two.

Y/N: Some help would be nice!?

Noctis: Say your prayers.

Warp-striking the enemies, Noctis had quickly teleported to where Prompto and Y/N were, Gladiolus and Ignis running to meet up with their fellow Crownsguard and their liege.

Ignis: They just keep coming.

Gladiolus: Then we keep sending 'em back.

Noctis: Y/N, Dancing Blade!

Summoning his sword, he ignites his blade with flames, striking four times consecutively before he throws it forward, Noctis appearing in front of him as he thrusts the blade forward three times before he handed it back to Leonis's student.

Noctis then signals Ignis, who arrived on the scene with Gladiolus, the dirty blonde haired advisor tossing his daggers to mark the daemons, Noctis warping to each one of them as he strikes them with the daggers. Prompto takes out an Auto-Crossbow, something they found awhile back, as he aims and fires the red laser beams at the daemons. With all of them defeated, Y/N puts Prompto in a choke hold, nuzzling his fist into Prompto's head and berating him for dragging him down with him.

With their little scuffle done, the group proceed back to their original objective, finding the third and last blessing of Ramuh.

Prompto: (shivers) She's here--I just know it. Show yourself already!

Y/N: Will you shut up?

Gladiolus: Cool it.

Heading into a corridor, they come across an open space and soon come face to face with the creature that dragged Prompto away, who had also dragged Y/N with him. The creature had a woman's face with snakes for it's hair. It's body was that also of a snake. This was the creature called, Naga.

Prompto: See? I told you! There she is! That's her! Do something, Noct!

Noctis: Don't ask me. Do it yourself.

Seemingly enough, the five of them were able to understand the snake woman, it speaking to them.

Naga: (growls) My baby...where...

Noctis: I know where...

Naga: (angered) That would mean...YOU took him!

Naga then lunges herself at the five, them rolling out of the way as Prompto repeatedly shoots his gun at the snake woman in fear of his life.

As soon as Y/N got up, a green mist was making his way to him. When he made contact, he changed. He was now...a frog?

The other four were bewildered at her ability to do that, but they realized it wasn't for long as a few seconds later, Y/N reverted back to his normal appearance. With now more space, Gladiolus grins as he doesn't have to hold back swinging his greatsword.

Summoning the Blade of the Mystic, Noctis got into a stance, ephemeral like daggers appearing over him as they dash to the Nage, him warp-striking the creature as he strikes the snake woman with the Blade of the Mystic, dealing large damage to the foe. Y/N then comes up on it's head, holding on to one of the snakes as he repeatedly stabs it into the creature's head before he leapt off, summoning his katana as he quickly struck Naga's head some more before rolling on the ground for recovery.

Using his Tactical Arts, Ignis uses the technique, Mark, throwing his daggers at the weak points of the snake's body, Noctis warping at said points, attacking them. With Prompto's Bullet Art, Piercer, he fires his gun, Noctis teleports into the air taking his shot as he summons his Engine Blade, dashing in the air as he was "air-hopping" all around as he swung his sword.

Ignis and Y/N were running around the snake in circles, using ice and flame spells. Weakened, Gladiolus uses his Glaive Art, Downhammer, crouching down as he puts his two-handed sword on his shoulders, leaping forward as he lunged his sword down with grace, Noctis teleporting to get his attack in.

With it defeated, Naga shrieks in pain as it starts to disintegrate into a black-like matter.

Naga: Bring back...my baby...

Ignis: (pants) What was she talking about?

Noctis: Beats me.

Gladiolus: Something about her "baby."

Going through the hall, they see the last runestone.

Ignis: That's the last runestone.

Prompto: (relieved) Finally.

Gladiolus: Alright, you're up, Noct.

Y/N: Here goes nothin'.

Noctis extends his hand out forward, the rune starting to glow and ethereal blue.

Lightning strikes it as Noctis feels a surge of power going through him, his eyes changing to a bright red.

He then starts to see visions of the Oracle, Lunafreya, speaking with Ramuh. She too, had come here.

At last, the Mark of the Fulgarian had been obtained.

Noctis: This is it...the power of the Storm.

Prompto: Eh, I expected more fire and brimstone.

Y/N: Well, not everything can be flashy.

Gladiolus: Some gods are friendlier than others, I guess.

Noctis: But not all of 'em. Poor Luna...

Ignis: Perhaps you had better console her in person.

Prompto: Just a boat ride away!

Gladiolus: Lose that scowl on the way.

Noctis: (chuckles) Will do.

Heading back and exiting out of the cave, it was now the afternoon. They noticed that it was no longer raining.

Prompto: Hey, it stopped raining!

Gladiolus: Guess Ramuh finally got sick of showers.

They soon heard a rumbling noise, looking up to see a giant aircraft in the air.

Gladiolus: Up there--it's huge!

Prompto: Way bigger than the last one we saw!

Noctis's phone then rings, him checking the caller ID, which belonged to Cindy. He swipes to take the call.

Noctis: Yeah.

Cindy: (on phone) Hey, Highness. About your car...

Noctis: Yeah?

Cindy: (on phone) Well, I found her, but she's at a base.

Noctis: Ugh...

Cindy: (on phone) Now, I can handle garage folk no problem, but sweet-talkin' the empire? That'll take some doing.

Noctis: Don't worry about it.

Cindy: (on phone) Yeah?

Noctis: We'll figure it out.

Cindy: (on phone) You sure about that?

Noctis: Yeah, thanks for the heads up. Later.

Gladiolus: Who was that?

Noctis: Cindy.

Prompto: What!? You can't talk to her like that!

Y/N: (whispers to Gladiolus) Simp.

Gladiolus: Heh.

Noctis: Yeah, I can. I just did.

Ignis: And did she have any choice words for you?

Noctis: Yeah--the Regalia's at an imperial base.

Prompto: Oh boy.

Gladiolus: Guess that just leaves one question...

Ignis: "When do we retrieve her?"

Noctis: I'd say "now."

Y/N: Yes please and thank you.

Ignis: This is nothing more than conjecture, but I suspect that ship was due to arrive far earlier. The thunder and lightning must've slowed it down.

Y/N: There's a good chance that they'll most likely transport the Regalia back to Niflheim. Wouldn't want that now, would we?

Gladiolus: We oughta thank the thunder god for buying us some time.

Y/N: (thoughts) Who, Thor?

Prompto: But that time is running out.

Noctis: Yeah, let's run in and ride off.

Calling in their chocobos, Noctis and his friends ride off to the imperial base to where the Regalia was being held.

By the time they arrived at the campsite near the base, it was dawn. Prepping the campsite and eating dinner, Ignis goes through with a plan to get in and retrieve it.

Noctis: So any bright ideas, Ignis?

Ignis: A dark one, as it were. A frontal assault would leave us exposed. But, if we move under the cover of night, we might be able to infiltrate the base unnoticed.

Noctis: And until then?

Ignis: We learn all we can about the base's design and attempt to narrow down the Regalia's location. Y/N, you went in earlier?

Y/N: I mapped a few areas out. But, I'm starting to narrow the Regalia more inward in the fortress.

Ignis: I'll analyze what intelligence we have available to find us another way in should Y/N's entrance prove unusable. 

Noctis: Sounds good, Specs.

Prompto: Alright! We're gonna get our wheels back!

Getting near nightfall, the group then set out for the imperial base, looking for the Regalia in hopes of taking it back.