"Frisk! Are you okay?"
"Urrrgh..."
Frisk slowly got up. The air was extriemely cold. She shivered heavily. Red huffed. The fuel had frozen solid. Liquid nitrogen had developed on the engines. Icicles hung off the propellers. In other words, it was really fucking cold. "This is why I brung coats." Cid said. He put coats onto Frisk and Red. Frisk realized the Highwind had been reduced to a floating icicle. Frisk walked to the front of the ship. The dragon noticed the determination in her soul and got attracted to her. It let out a roar and started flying towards her. Undyne rushed towards the dragon, but got stopped by Sephiroth.
SLICE
99,999,999
Undyne flew across the sky and landed with a thunk.