Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25726032-20160810173509/@comment-24086264-20160830215129

There was a bright light in front of Asgore. Seven gem-like clear stones were teleported around the aura, as a SOUL beat around the middle. Soon enough, the light faded away, and Arkar Elymas stood there, holding his staff, which made the seven stones floating behind him float over to orbit around the staff's eye.

His robes flowed with the wind, as the warmage stood in front of the king of monsters, his expression determined. "Asgore Dreemurr, King of Mt. Ebott. We meet again."