It takes a few moments for Frisk to regain their breath, but they're moments the child doesn't have to spare--as soon as they can manage they're scrambling to their feet to get over to Asriel's end. They fall to hands and knees over where Asriel is frantically dodging the flying disc, and for a few moments they panic. What can they do, they can't break this with just their strength alone--
But wait, they were given one of those disks as well, weren't they? Frisk scrambles to pull it off the dock on their back, and it lights up with a hum as they lift it overhead.
"Asriel, move!"
The disk slams down, and a spider web of cracks appear. Frisk tries again, putting all their strength into it--the third hit destroys the section completely, voxels falling to the ground in chunks before dissolving away into data. Slipping the disc back into place, Frisk pauses only to make sure the attacker's disc isn't zipping around before leaning down as far as they can into the hole, reaching for Asriel. They can't reach nearly far enough, but if he could manage to climb up high enough...
no subject
But wait, they were given one of those disks as well, weren't they? Frisk scrambles to pull it off the dock on their back, and it lights up with a hum as they lift it overhead.
"Asriel, move!"
The disk slams down, and a spider web of cracks appear. Frisk tries again, putting all their strength into it--the third hit destroys the section completely, voxels falling to the ground in chunks before dissolving away into data. Slipping the disc back into place, Frisk pauses only to make sure the attacker's disc isn't zipping around before leaning down as far as they can into the hole, reaching for Asriel. They can't reach nearly far enough, but if he could manage to climb up high enough...
"Grab my hand, hurry!"