The Knight. The roaring Knight. After many encounters, all with fail, you, (Kris), and Asriel finally managed to corner them. (No idea if Asriel understands the actual gravity of the situation though - he literally just came back from college...) Furthermore, the ethereal light of the dark fountain radiates from behind the obsidian dark Knight as they elegantly float with their precise and sharp limps. Nobody dares to say but a word, and their sheer stance causes Kris to get a slight chronic migraine. A fitting form for such an... eldritch being, no?

A tense moment passes. And just then, the aforementioned being takes off their helmet, revealing none other than... Dess. The lost girl - the one THEY were supposed to find - and... the nearly unrecognizable sister everyone loved. Her short hair, clipping to her chin, blew among the wind alongside bangs that obscured her eyes.

Asriel himself couldn't believe this. Dess was just a little edgy at best - how could SHE have been responsible for taking part in the end of the world? The roaring, or whatever Ralsei called it. But lo, here they stand, at worlds' edge...

...And yet, Asriel somehow has the audacity to say....

Asriel: Still kinda hot...?