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"Frisk, you need your soul. Living with only half a soul is risk upon itself." Avary said and kept pulling bones from sans. "Don't pass out now sans, I'm feeling a little, 'bonely' being the only optimistic one right now."
Shadow nodded to Frisk and ran to the room and found the syringes, but wasn't as careful as Frisk warned, because she herself wasn't technically a human.