“..heh…hehehe..”

Chara panted after exhausting herself using her own attacks. Whenever you first showed up at Snowdin those months ago, you were a bit aware that Chara was a bit…rough around the edges. Sometimes a bit too rough, maybe a bit sinister for your liking. You did not think that after so long, you two would fight.

She thrust out her hand, wrapping you around in vines as she tossed you over and over; laughing.

“HAND ME YOUR SOUL!”

She was getting tired, arm slowing down. Neat.