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[He listens, viewing the figure encased in the pod with a sort of... well, it isn't quite appreciation. But a sort of history and weight applied to an individual that would otherwise remain faceless and unimportant to Ardyn, he can now carve them to be something substantial in his mind. A person touched by fate, much like himself as X'rhun said.]

And yet fate is a fickle thing. How long until it all crumbles apart, those days of glory just a memory left to rot in the years past?

[someone's just a little biased maybe]

Still, a shame that such a prominent figure still isn't immune from the grip of sleep. Much like the others.

[verflair]

You speak as though such a thing has not already happened.

[ Their world, and the Mothercrystal, are gone. What would be left for the Warrior of Light, should they wake? Surely Hydaelyn’s gifts would not persist long after Her demise. ]

I would think they could use the nap, honestly. Toppling empires and besting primals must be tiring.