Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190206162927/@comment-29194274-20190207161543

Aln and Nepeta finally make it over just as there's a bright flash.

"oh FUCK what the hell was that™" Aln shields her eyes, which promptly widen. How the hell did the flower get so many SOULs? How can he even use so many SOULs without being immediately overpowered by the ones that aren't his? He didn't even have one, and it's way too risky for her to try and steal the SOULs from the petal covered thief.

Nepeta elbows Aln, pointing at where Flowey was. ":33 < i think we've got bigger problems! :33 < he's not a flower anymore. :33 < that can't be good..." Where Flowey once was, a young looking goat kid with a beaming smile stands.

"Howdy!" oh god this is really bad news, oh lord. "I'm Asriel." Oh phuck this is horrible, horrible news. Asriel turns to look right at Nox, now pointing a sword he summoned at him. "And you're dead."

*ASRIEL DREEMURR, God of Hyperdeath, engages in battle with Nox!

Oh boy, now Asriel has Nox pinned to the ground under his foot, a sword pointing at Nox's throat.