The four followed close behind. Prompto kept up alongside of Sarah, keeping an eye out for any potential dangers. While the girl talked, he listened intently, aware that the information could be vital to their mission. When they came to the clearing, Prompto slowed. His eyes scanned the rock formation that wrapped around to create the quarry, silently marveling at the sight of it. Jumping at the boom, he spun around to find the source. Sure enough, there was Deadeye, oblivious to the hunters tracking him down. "That's him alright..." Noctis observed the monster, arms folded across his chest. "Sure you don't want to sit this one out?" he questioned, glancing sideways to Gladiolus. The tallest of the group snorted lightly in response, watching as their target disappeared from view. "Not a chance, princess." While his friends bantered back and forth, Prompto's eyes went wide. Despite a through description of the beast, seeing Deadeye in person startled him. "Oh, no..." his heart dropped when Sarah grasped the fallen feather. If they didn't do something, there would be more casualties. The thought melted away the fear he felt. Deadeye had to be stopped. "Sarah, don't worry. We'll take him down," Prompto told her, his expression one of solemn determination. "This won't happen again..." his lifted his eyes away from the feather, resuming eye contact with the girl. "I promise." Noctis didn't intervene when he heard his friend make the promise. It was something he agreed with, for he had no intention of leaving without taking the monster down for good. "Lets make this quick," he waved for them to follow, itching for battle. It had been too long since their last hunt. "If we're lucky, we'll be back before nightfall." "Wait! We should not run into this without some sort of plan." Ignis held an arm out, his expression grim. He didn't usually have to worry about Gladiolus -- but Noctis and Prompto were another story. "If he is indeed missing an eye, he will have a blind spot...we would do well to use this to our advantage." "Iggy's right." Gladiolus loved a good fight, but he wasn't cocky enough to charge after Deadeye without the beginnings of a battle plan. He turned his attention away from the last spot Deadeye had been spotted, his brown eyes locking onto Sarah. "Last call...are you coming in with us, or do you want to stay here?"