[Papyrus flinches as the bone disappears, instinctively. The bones are technically a part of his magic, and so a part of him. It didn't hurt but... it's a strange, phantom feeling, if one of them is destroyed somehow.
Witches and mages of human descent, and Monsters... technically, they are rivals if one is to think about them in a classic sense. A monster is made of magic, and normally, humans do not use magic. It was humans who could use that magic that found a way to lock the Monsters away into the Underground to begin with. Not that Papyrus cared about that anyway.
Maybe he doesn't really know how Achilles thinks... and honestly, he's a little glad. He doesn't really like the other too much.
Papyrus takes a half step back before steeling himself, and then raises another circle of bones, just a foot around the initial circle. And then another, and another. It isn't that he needs to do anything to Sieglinde...
Just buy himself time to get past her. Which he then tries to do, once he's raised several rows of bones. Makes a break for it, to try and run around the bone circles, into the distance behind her.]
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Witches and mages of human descent, and Monsters... technically, they are rivals if one is to think about them in a classic sense. A monster is made of magic, and normally, humans do not use magic. It was humans who could use that magic that found a way to lock the Monsters away into the Underground to begin with. Not that Papyrus cared about that anyway.
Maybe he doesn't really know how Achilles thinks... and honestly, he's a little glad. He doesn't really like the other too much.
Papyrus takes a half step back before steeling himself, and then raises another circle of bones, just a foot around the initial circle. And then another, and another. It isn't that he needs to do anything to Sieglinde...
Just buy himself time to get past her. Which he then tries to do, once he's raised several rows of bones. Makes a break for it, to try and run around the bone circles, into the distance behind her.]