He says a name, and it slides across their mind. Not clicking, doesn't feel real, but the rest--
The crackle of electricity is all the warning they need before they move, yellow darts flying out to neutralize as much of it as they can. Can't dodge while they're blocking Asriel from the attacks, but they can't squander their HP. Only 20 left, and with no armor every bit counts.
One bolt impacts into their arm, and they can feel the bdmp of damage taken. But they find an opening, and charge forward to leap up at Mettaton--not aiming for the CORE, but a new target. Smaller, but more delicate--one solid hit should do.
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The crackle of electricity is all the warning they need before they move, yellow darts flying out to neutralize as much of it as they can. Can't dodge while they're blocking Asriel from the attacks, but they can't squander their HP. Only 20 left, and with no armor every bit counts.
One bolt impacts into their arm, and they can feel the bdmp of damage taken. But they find an opening, and charge forward to leap up at Mettaton--not aiming for the CORE, but a new target. Smaller, but more delicate--one solid hit should do.