Toriel swears under her breath, tugging Asriel behind her. She will not let her son be shot. "Stay behind me." She commands firmly. Trying to move past by the room quickly as they can manage. A stray body or so makes it difficult to manage without losing sight of Asriel.

Another gunshot rings out followed closely by a scream, then silence. A refugee emerges, pausing at the sight of the two monsters in the hall. The gun in her hand fills in the blanks. The anger on her face only writes in what lay in their future.

"Stay back." Toriel warns, baring her teeth in a snarl. Fire burns at her finger tips and she does not hesitate to summon her magic in a wave of fire, attempting to frighten the refugee back into the room.