The dragon falters, and Frisk takes the advantage, appearing out of the smoke for a brief moment to plunge their blade between its scales in an Invisible Ice-Aspected Assassinate before vanishing again.

Having finally had enough, the dragon bellows forth a great gout of blue fire in all directions. Unfortunately, Frisk isn't fast enough to dodge its breath weapon and is caught in the blast, tumbling backwards into a nearby rock. The effort is exhausting for the dragon, and it doubles over, breathing smoke and hacking up magmaballs like a cat.