[No chance to dodge. Too close, too sudden, the strike fills the box with no chance of escape, like a wash of pure energy or bones closing in on all sides--]
[Frisk's hands shoot up to intercept, grabbing for their wrist and holding it back with all the strength they can muster. Anything else, punches and kicks and any other beating they can weather, but if they don't stop this]
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[Frisk's hands shoot up to intercept, grabbing for their wrist and holding it back with all the strength they can muster. Anything else, punches and kicks and any other beating they can weather, but if they don't stop this]
[there won't be any way to Continue.]