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The royal guard made no attempt to face the human behind her when she fought her way up to her feet, yet the venomous resentment in her voice, shooting through their eardrums, was very clear. "You."
Her head whipped to turn to the human, a shadowed look plastered on her face as her reddened ponytail flew from the sudden turn. They didn't need to look twice to know burning hatred radiating from her expression. "You had the chance to stop this," she growled, "You could've left at any point, and never looked back." They could've sworn that they saw a face of bitter disgust, which might have been true from the next words coming out from Undyne's mouth. "But you stayed here out of what? Curiosity?" Her armored fingers tightened into her metallic gauntlets, slowly turning white inside the armor, "Like it's all just a game to you." A shaky, long breath, possibly one of frustration, escaped from her as she stood ground, glaring daggers at the human behind the shadow covering most of her face. "...have you ever thought what it was like for the rest of us?"
They didn't need to ask even a single question to know what she was talking about. They already knew.
Guess that thing must have told her everything when they were sent to its sanctuary.
The human forced their head to look up to see Undyne facing away from them, still radiating nothing but hurt and dishonor targeted towards them. She probably had enough of catching even one sight of them.
Good.
If she wanted to live, they needed to leave now.
Like hell the one behind the screen could bare to helplessly witness another one's death out of their control, but instead in the vessel's.
Before they could make even one step towards the darkened entrance to the hot lands after that area, a sudden thud behind them shot through them, the human unable to continue nor resist against the sudden paralysis through their entire body, their eyes stuck and fixated on the royal guard snapping back to them and marching forward, a twinkle of light shining from one of her blanketed eyes confirming her control over her magic, parts of it summoned into reality in forms of sharp, shining spears, floating in mid-air and aiming at the human. "Screw it," she spat, the corner of her lips twisting up, almost as if her mouth was morphing into a smile, one of sadism and vengeance, "Why should I reason with a remorseless killer..."
The shadows around her face was quickly washed away by a large flash of light twinkling from the same eye, revealing mere hatred and vengeance in the soldier's face with a side of sadism and thrill, all emotions no doubt targeted at the paralyzed standing infront of the determined hero. "When you're about TO DIE?!"