Papyrus - Weigh Down Undyne

Papyrus carefully tuned his magic. Bones shimmered into existence around him, icy blue. “Remember to hold still until it's done,” he said. He knew she knew how his blue attacks worked, but it helped calm his own nerves to say it out loud.



Undyne did hold completely still, letting the attacks phase harmlessly through her. She shivered just slightly as they did so. Blue attacks felt a bit unnerving even when they were expected, cold and tingly. By the time the wave was finished, the effect had taken hold. Undyne sank to a kneeling position, propping herself up with her spear.



“Two hundred times the Earth's gravity,” he heard her mutter to herself. That wasn't at all how his attack worked, but Papyrus knew better than to correct her.

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