comic
Previously turnt3chGodh34d
FRISK DREEMURR
It was proven to be a person, a figure coming down with the lightning they controlled, bypassing T-1000 Frisk with a proclamation.
“You make a mistake in opposing Sumeragi.”
The teenager had pivoted, swinging her pavise to knock back a sudden sword strike, the powerful blow glancing off of red magic. A few flakes of determination were scratched off of the shield as Frisk braced her legs. The incoming kick buckled her, but she remained standing in defiance, deflecting another slash, pushing back against the force. The shield held, for now.
“Okay,” Frisk replied, and a sledgehammer materialized in her other hand, extending out a few feet to form a large and bulky head - more like a war hammer. “Tell me why.”
The girl suddenly blasted forward, a streak of red momentarily burning the ground where her shoes had slid, magic propelling her forward for a burst-hit with the pavise before Frisk followed up with a rapid swing, the sledgehammer heavily slinging to catch the mysterious man in the side.
“Woman,” Chara whispered.
“What?”
“He’s a she.”
Okay, whatever, Frisk didn’t care either way.
“You make a mistake in opposing Sumeragi.”
The teenager had pivoted, swinging her pavise to knock back a sudden sword strike, the powerful blow glancing off of red magic. A few flakes of determination were scratched off of the shield as Frisk braced her legs. The incoming kick buckled her, but she remained standing in defiance, deflecting another slash, pushing back against the force. The shield held, for now.
“Okay,” Frisk replied, and a sledgehammer materialized in her other hand, extending out a few feet to form a large and bulky head - more like a war hammer. “Tell me why.”
The girl suddenly blasted forward, a streak of red momentarily burning the ground where her shoes had slid, magic propelling her forward for a burst-hit with the pavise before Frisk followed up with a rapid swing, the sledgehammer heavily slinging to catch the mysterious man in the side.
“Woman,” Chara whispered.
“What?”
“He’s a she.”
Okay, whatever, Frisk didn’t care either way.