[Aymeric will find that there is indeed enough for them to have two each! He can pass them out, though as he does and they take their respective fans, something strange happens.
At first, it may seem like the stage is shifting, but if they squint through the glare of the spotlight, they'll be able to see that it's actually the audience that's shifting instead. The raucous mob of people clamoring for Prompto's hand in marriage and a rare glimpse at Aymeric's boob (singular) begin to slide to the right, almost as if they're on a conveyor belt getting pulled out of the room, their cries fading out from the stage. From the left side, it seems a new crowd is coming in.
This one is far less energetic than the first, though. There aren't any enormous, hearty applause to be had in this group! Tragic. Rather, they'll see that their mob of adoring, manic fans has been replaced with... a bunch of grannies? Again, it's hard to tell with the glare of the lights, but you get the feeling that they are very stern and will perhaps be hard to please... Even your swords seem a little more intent on not goofing off.
The same, booming voice from before announces:]
East versus West versus North! A battle you've all been waiting to see! Who has the best festival song and dance in this team...? You, lucky audience, are about to find out!
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At first, it may seem like the stage is shifting, but if they squint through the glare of the spotlight, they'll be able to see that it's actually the audience that's shifting instead. The raucous mob of people clamoring for Prompto's hand in marriage and a rare glimpse at Aymeric's boob (singular) begin to slide to the right, almost as if they're on a conveyor belt getting pulled out of the room, their cries fading out from the stage. From the left side, it seems a new crowd is coming in.
This one is far less energetic than the first, though. There aren't any enormous, hearty applause to be had in this group! Tragic. Rather, they'll see that their mob of adoring, manic fans has been replaced with... a bunch of grannies? Again, it's hard to tell with the glare of the lights, but you get the feeling that they are very stern and will perhaps be hard to please... Even your swords seem a little more intent on not goofing off.
The same, booming voice from before announces:]
East versus West versus North! A battle you've all been waiting to see! Who has the best festival song and dance in this team...? You, lucky audience, are about to find out!