[That's not the kind of bullet Undyne was expecting, judging by her surprised expression, and the fallen child takes advantage to hurl themselves forward, knife out-thrust.]
[The blade gleams, almost red in a way that shouldn't be possible in the dim forest light but which suggests that letting it touch you would be a very bad idea.]
[Undyne, in a moment of instinct triumphing over training, hurls herself forward with a curse, dispensing with magic entirely and just outright tackling the enemy to the ground while praying the knife doesn't make contact...]
What the- ?!
[...only to be dumped unceremoniously to the forest floor when her opponent dissolves into mist on impact, leaving Undyne looking suspicious and bewildered as she glances around to figure out what happened.]
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[The blade gleams, almost red in a way that shouldn't be possible in the dim forest light but which suggests that letting it touch you would be a very bad idea.]
[Undyne, in a moment of instinct triumphing over training, hurls herself forward with a curse, dispensing with magic entirely and just outright tackling the enemy to the ground while praying the knife doesn't make contact...]
What the- ?!
[...only to be dumped unceremoniously to the forest floor when her opponent dissolves into mist on impact, leaving Undyne looking suspicious and bewildered as she glances around to figure out what happened.]