You walk into the final corridor, three dusted up versions of sans are there waiting, Dustfell, Dusttale, and Outerdust, Ready for a final battle

You walk closer, and the sans’s start to speak

Dustfell Sans: “It’s a horrible day outside…

Dusttale Sans: “Flowers are blooming…”

Outerdust Sans: “stars are shooting, On days like this, Monsters like us…”

All three in unison: “ARE GONNA HAVE A MAD TIME!!”

BATTLE START