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Frisk: "Hehe, ya'll be shakin and quakin while thinkin about who's the first that'll I'll be takin. But Snowdrake trust me I keep my promises, so I'll let you watch as I turn all your friends to dust!"

*The monsters scurry back...except jerry.

Frisk: "In a hurry so I go to bury the jerry who thought I wasn't all that scary. Hit it with a right hook so smashin that the ground is crackin!"

*...

Frisk: "What the heck? Jerry's unmoved barely lookin like it's bruised. Others monsters catch on, but I ain't acceptin that this loser's my match. Readyin a ferocious barrage till Gyftrot slams me and bam!"

HP: 36/40

Frisk: "On the floor, I swore I heard a chorus, I look up to find IceCaps singing without a single word. Instincts take over. I roll right before my soul is shattered by rising Ice shards from below. Barley get a chance to breathe before Snowy and Chill send out a dozen unlovin ice attacks to me."

Snowdrake: "Ya think ya cold but you about to be snowed in by the monsters of snowdin!"

Frisk: "Ice attacks increasin! Barley dodgin but still movin! I may be hurtin but I'm still certain that you'll be dusted an-"

Lesser dog: "B-b-bark bark bark, w-woof w-woof woooof!"

Frisk: "Such a verbal barrage got me nearly as distracted as their sword slashes. But I still-ugh!"

HP: 30/40

HP: 26/40

HP: 22/40

Frisk: "Multiple hits from the Snowdrakes gave me a real ache as my knees quake and give in to the pain."

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Lesser dog: "Bark bark woof!"

Frisk: "Thinkin I'm weak just because I'm on my knees?"

Lesser Dog: "Bark bark, BARK!"

Frisk: "Big mistake! I slip under their swing then connect with a thundering h-OW!"

HP: 21/40

Frisk: "Iron armor, of course! They swing again, but I ain't stickin to brawl against them, narrowly avoid Snowdrakes hits, kick back Gyftrot's gift then speed up a gear to avoid Icecaps spikes. Puffing and huffing but I got their attack patterns down, only bit more till-"

Glyde: "GLYDE SMASH!"

HP: 15/40

*You feel your bones creaking.

Frisk: "f-Fudge!"

*You grit your teeth and grab Glyde's tail.

Frisk: "Calling upon my inner strength I haul Glyde and ready to smash those monsters into tiny bits. Wit's end, you're all dead, about to be dusted. A-"

Glyde: "GLYDE BEAM!"

HP: 5/40

*The laser sends you flying, then crashing through 3 trees!

*You can taste the blood on your lip, another slip and defeat will be your final meal.

*Lesser dog readies to cut you in twain, the Snowdrakes prepare ice attacks to shatter your brain, Icecaps singing to strike with their spikes, Gytrot crafts up your death gift, Glyde's beams about to pulverize your dreams! Jerry's picking its nose! The end up approaches and what can you do, but accept that this is your doom!

Frisk: "Heh, nice lyrics. But ya know that I'll always come back, each time viler than the last. Our past may be rough but I'll need you to suck it up, or I'll make snowdin hotter than hell!"

*...You can't win.

Frisk: "With you or not I'll win eventually, you'll just make the job go quickly, or do you want these monsters to suffer a fate even rougher than your Toriel did?"

*...What do you suggest?

Snowdrake: "What the snow are you talking about!"

Chilldrake: "Relax. He's just a whacko, will soon pu-"

Glyde: "Glyde beam at 70%. 80%. 90%! Glyde beam maximum-"

*You struggle up.

Frisk: "How about...a...Duet!"

*...

*Song of dusty snow. <<

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