The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
"How do I find you?" He asked."The clock's ticking." Mainframe said, Vera feeling even more pain. It felt like her head was splitting apart.
Sans shrugged. His eye began glow."Yeah , you're right about that." Allyson smiled. "Stop being lazy Sans. Let's just fight. In the end, this is all for fun, for me."
Uh oh. Jace knew there was no winning if he didn't give his all. He went to the stadium."THE NEXT FIGHTERS ARE WISP VERSUS DIANA! IN YELLOW THE NEXT FIGHTERS ARE JACE VERSUS ZADOCK!" The announcer shouted.