The one that does, Sans has faith enough that he doesn't check on Colin, doesn't miss the fireball, but when he holds up his left hand and sweeps up in a wave rows upon rows of bones from the floor, they spin high above him like a pinwheel. They scatter the last fireball. He feels the heat but not the flames.
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Sorry, Sans-es. Guess you couldn't make the cut.
The one that does, Sans has faith enough that he doesn't check on Colin, doesn't miss the fireball, but when he holds up his left hand and sweeps up in a wave rows upon rows of bones from the floor, they spin high above him like a pinwheel. They scatter the last fireball. He feels the heat but not the flames.
Smells like burnt dust and sizzling magic.