Noctis shrugs at this talk of gods consuming each other as he allows his own weapon to fade back into the Armiger. "Anything's possible. Ifrit does seem like the type."

He's about to ask what element Odin brings to bear, but Barnabas answers that question with his own. Noctis frowns. He's learned, having spoken to people like Elidibus and Emet-Selch - not to mention the Keeper themselves - that darkness isn't necessarily a bad thing on its own. Indeed, his task is to bring back the sun in its normal cycle, not to banish night from the world entirely. And knowing that he and Ardyn are meant to die together, thus ridding the world of the collective powers of both Scourge and Light at the same time, he thinks maybe Eos is no different after all.

"I'm...not sure how to answer that. The short answer is, there isn't one, unless you count a mindless corruptive force that takes the form of a contagious disease and wipes out light and will wherever it goes. But we do have someone who serves at its vessel, against his will. I wouldn't really call him a 'warden,' though."