This was a horrible idea.

Fortunately, this was Noctis, so he was always up for varying levels of horrible ideas. Normally he was even the one coming up with them.

Everything was working out great. They didn't have to walk at least one way. Could save their energy for actually making their way through the city and the eventual long slog back in case they didn't find any extra fuel.

At least until the sound of the sheet ripping echoed far too loudly into the vast emptiness that surrounded them. And they had about five seconds, if that, before it gave way completely and he and Ignis were sent flying along with the heavy hunk of metal they were currently using.

Noctis had always been quick to react. One of his only true strong suits. And it only took one of those seconds to grab Ignis' hand. Another to pull him in as close as possible. Another two, maybe, to summon engine blade and toss it in the opposite direction.

Warping with both of them took far more energy than it normally would have, and his aim was incredibly terrible. But at least they landed in a near by sand dune instead of being flung out and to who knows where.

After he does the only reasonable thing. Which is to shake the sand from his head and reach out to help pull Ignis up.

"Well. That was close."