"Don't worry, Paps! I got this." Frisk kicks the corpse of the turret they gutted into the air to intercept one stream of bullets, flashsteps out of the way of another, and backflip away from the final attack. "Jeez! One at a time, turrets! I know I'm attractive, but there's only so much of Frisk to go around!" they joke as they fling two more kunai at each of the turrets in a weak physical combo, aiming specifically for their supports.

They disappear once again, flashstepping to the exact point between two of the turrets, giving each a wave and a bow. As they rev up to shoot at they, they flashstep up to the ceiling, spin, and toss the severed barrel of the first turret they took out at the remaining third turret in a Throw.