Cost of Spirits
Frisk: *was playing with dragons*
Zoey: *making lunch*
Frisk: ZOEY!
*Aggressive dragon snarling at Frisk*
Zoey: *gasps* *races over* *eyes turn green* *patches of scales replace most of her fur*
Aggressive dragon: *about to spit fire*
Zoey: *gets in front of Frisk* *blocks the spit fire* *snarls as acid saliva slips from scales*
Aggressive dragon: *runs off*
Frisk: Zoey! That was- z...zoey?
Zoey: *scales fall off* *rashes show* *falls to her knees*
Frisk: Zoey! *uses Check button*
Zoey: *HP: 45/225* *looks sick*
Frisk: Oh my- SOMEBODY HELP! ANYBODY! PLEASE!
Zoey: *coughing up acid*
Frisk: CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!? HELP US PLEASE!
[To be continued...]
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