An Approaching Threat...

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Moonlight lit up a misty throne room. A frail figure hurried inside and knelt before another sinister figure, which was sitting on a golden throne. "We found her. She's currently in Underfell, she's asked Fell about your whereabouts." the frail one said.
"Has he said anything?" The sinister figure frowned.
"No, but she's planning to try asking him again." The frail figure followed up.
"Hurry up and catch her, we'll do a little interrogation of our own and see her decision after 8 years of peace." the sinister one stated. At once, the frail figure nodded, got up and hurried out of the room. The sinister figure showed a creepy smile, and laughed, as if watching someone suffer in this puny little world," Soon. Very soon you'll perish like your stupid brother, little girl."

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