Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26896434-20160520071119/@comment-26814804-20160525025630

"All the timelines. All the lives. All the SOULS that you've extinguished. I will relish this."

Iram steppred forward, and swung his blade.

Meanwhile, TORIEL struggled to her feet. She still had more than three quarters of her HP, but the emotional wounds inflicted were too deep to ignore. She staggered, and fell.

Looking pleadingly up at Frisk, she reached out her hand to ask for help.