Even if Frisk had the will to speak right now there's no breath to spare. Not with how grueling these attacks are, only faintly familiar to the comparatively friendly spar their duel with his brother had been. Silently, they call out for help, and from the back of their mind, a murmur comes.
* SANS 1 ATK 1 DEF * The easiest enemy. * Can only deal 1 damage.
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* SANS 1 ATK 1 DEF
* The easiest enemy.
* Can only deal 1 damage.
* C̴̢̧a͘͞n̷̡͘'̢͏t̸̛͏͞ ̡̀҉͢k̵̢͘e҉͏͘͝e̶̢̕͘͠ṕ̷̧̛́ ̸̢̀͘͠d̡̛͏o̷d̡̨̨́g̢̀͏i̴҉̧n̡g̨͝͞ ̛͞͡f̛͏͘͞ò̡r̵̴̷̛é͜͟͟v̛e̛͜͠ŗ͠͏.̶̨́͘͠ ̡̛͘K̶̨͝͠ȩ́͝e̴͝p̕͞ ̡͝a͏̶̶̨͠t̶͡t̸̨͝͠a̸͟͝c̢̨k̴̵̀̕͝i̴͘͠͝͝ǹ̸̸g̨̡̡̛͝.̴̡҉
Frisk falters a moment, confused by the sudden static in their mind.
* (Chara?! What the heck was that last part?! That's not a funny joke!)
* I don't know! That wasn't me!