[He sighs wearily at the sound of more monsters.] Shit.
[He'd like to try and conserve his energy, or at least his cigarettes, but the copious enemies seems to want to make his life hell.]
Hold on a sec.
[He crushes his still-fresh cigarette underfoot and turns around, striding purposefully past Sans looking even hairier than before. He's not going to waste time slicing the rotfiend open, instead walking up to the nearest one and simply kicking it hard enough to cave its chest in and send it flying backwards at speed. He turns away from the resulting chain reaction and walks back past Sans.]
Try and keep up.
[Because he's not waiting for more of them to catch up.]
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[He'd like to try and conserve his energy, or at least his cigarettes, but the copious enemies seems to want to make his life hell.]
Hold on a sec.
[He crushes his still-fresh cigarette underfoot and turns around, striding purposefully past Sans looking even hairier than before. He's not going to waste time slicing the rotfiend open, instead walking up to the nearest one and simply kicking it hard enough to cave its chest in and send it flying backwards at speed. He turns away from the resulting chain reaction and walks back past Sans.]
Try and keep up.
[Because he's not waiting for more of them to catch up.]