Frisk almost immediately regrets opening the door to the boss arena, and is back in the hallway in a blur, hugging the wall and praying that the medusa didn't see them. "Okay, gang, what's the plan here? Anybody have spare Softs?" they whisper as they conjure two golden stars, touching each of them.
FILE LOADED: Frisk (LOVE) FILE LOADED: Frisk ATTACK POTENCY UP +20%! MAXIMUM HEALTH UP +10% HEALING POTENCY DOWN -20%!
"Good chance that... that thing has something we need."
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FILE LOADED: Frisk (LOVE)
FILE LOADED: Frisk
ATTACK POTENCY UP +20%!
MAXIMUM HEALTH UP +10%
HEALING POTENCY DOWN -20%!
"Good chance that... that thing has something we need."