As Rem clashed with the Beast Tamers, his determination and combat skills were on full display. Despite his lack of magic, he skillfully parried blows, dodged attacks, and used his sword with precision to keep the assailants at bay. He had a fluid and graceful way of moving in battle that made it seem like he was an expert dancer with a blade.
Doggo, who had been observing from a distance, couldn't help but acknowledge Rem's impressive combat ability. "You're good, Rem," Doggo commented, his tone begrudgingly admiring. "For someone without magic, you handle yourself well in a fight."
Rem continued to defend against the Beast Tamers' attacks, his eyes locked onto his opponents. "I've had plenty of practice," he replied, his voice determined. "And I won't let you or anyone else harm Frisk."
"I've had plenty of practice," he replied, his voice determined. "And I won't let you or anyone else harm Frisk."
Doggo, noticing that Rem was putting up a strong fight, raised his voice to address the situation. "Rem, your efforts are futile. More of us are on our way, and you can't hope to stand against us all. Surrender now, and we might spare you."
Rem's gaze remained unyielding as he declined Doggo's offer without hesitation. "I won't abandon Frisk, and I won't surrender to you. You won't break my resolve."
As if on cue, reinforcements arrived among the Beast Tamers, and they unleashed a barrage of powerful magic attacks. Rem fought valiantly, but the combined force of the Beast Tamers' spells quickly overwhelmed him.
Despite his skill and determination, Rem found himself on the defensive, struggling to ward off the relentless magical assault. The forest echoed with the sound of clashing magic and the intensity of the battle.
In the midst of it all, Rem's thoughts were focused on Frisk, and he hoped that Frisk had managed to escape and find safety. His dedication to protecting the innocent human remained unwavering, even as he fought against overwhelming odds.
Despite his valiant efforts, Rem's strength began to wane as the relentless magic attacks of the Beast Tamers took their toll. The injuries piled up, and Rem found it increasingly difficult to defend himself. He knew that escape was his only chance for survival, and he made a desperate attempt to flee.
Breathing heavily and in pain, Rem tried to put distance between himself and his assailants, but he couldn't move as swiftly as he wished due to his injuries. He stumbled through the forest, every step agonizing.
Doggo, his voice filled with cold determination, called out to Rem, "You won't escape with those injuries, Rem. It's over. Surrender now, and perhaps you'll be granted a swift end."
Rem gritted his teeth, struggling to stay on his feet as he cast a final, defiant glance at Doggo. "I won't give up," he muttered through clenched teeth, his determination unbroken. "I'll protect Frisk, no matter the cost."
Doggo shook his head, his disappointment evident in his expression. "It's such a shame to see one of our strongest generals fall like this. King Asgore will be disappointed as well. He trusted you."
As Rem's strength continued to fade, it became clear that there was no way to escape the inevitable. The Beast Tamers closed in on him, their magic ready to strike. Rem's thoughts were of Frisk, hoping that they had managed to find safety, even as he faced the consequences of his defiance against King Asgore.
As the Beast Tamers closed in on Rem, memories of his past actions haunted him. The weight of the guilt he carried from relentlessly hunting and capturing fallen humans, some of whom he had been forced to kill, bore down on him like an unbearable burden. All these fallen humans were innocent, but Rem had no choice but to follow King Asgore's ruthless orders.
These painful memories served as a constant reminder of the unjust actions he had taken, and they were a driving force behind his determination to protect Frisk. In Frisk, Rem saw a chance for redemption, a way to atone for the sins of his past.
The immense guilt he felt for his actions had led him to believe that it was better to betray King Asgore than to harm or capture innocent humans. Rem's journey with Frisk was not just about helping them find safety but also about seeking redemption for his own actions and finding a way to make amends for the past.
As the Beast Tamers closed in and the weight of his past actions bore down on him, Rem's resolve to protect Frisk and defy King Asgore grew stronger, fueled by his desire to right the wrongs he had committed and ensure that no more innocent lives were needlessly sacrificed.
Rem, despite his injuries and desperation, made one last attempt to reason with Doggo. He called upon their shared history, their past friendship, and the times they had spent side by side in the Royal Guard.
"Doggo, we were once friends," Rem pleaded, his voice strained. "You know the path we're on is wrong. We can't continue to capture and harm innocent humans, it's not right."
But Doggo's expression remained unyielding, his loyalty to King Asgore unwavering. He shook his head with a heavy heart. "Rem, I can't forgive your betrayal. You don't understand, King Asgore's actions are for the greater good of all monsterkind. It's not as simple as you think."
Doggo's words struck Rem to the core. He knew that his old friend truly believed in the cause, and they were both torn between their loyalty to the king and their sense of right and wrong.
As the other Beast Tamers closed in, the decision weighed heavily on Rem. He was left with no choice but to face the consequences of his actions, not only for his defiance of King Asgore but also for the lives he had taken in the past. The battle with his own guilt, his loyalty to Frisk, and his moral compass continued to rage within him as the inevitable conclusion of their confrontation drew near.
Amidst the chaotic battle, a commanding voice yelled at Doggo, asking why his team of Beast Tamers was struggling against a single opponent. Doggo turned to face the source of the voice, and there, holding a broad axe in his hand, stood Dogamy, a dog-like monster who was the leader of the Beast Tamers division.
Dogamy's voice was filled with frustration as he berated Doggo and his team. "Why are we struggling against just one measly opponent? This is embarrassing!"
Doggo sighed, his weariness evident. "We're doing our best, Dogamy."
However, as Dogamy got a closer look at the opponent they were facing, his doubts faded away. He could see the determination and strength in Rem's eyes, and it was clear that they were dealing with a formidable adversary.
Dogamy remarked, "Ah, I see now. No wonder we were struggling. Rem, you're stronger than I thought."
Despite the recognition of his strength, Dogamy attempted to convince Rem to surrender. "Rem, you're a valuable asset to monsterkind as a general. Surrender, and perhaps King Asgore will show you leniency."
But Rem refused without hesitation. His resolve remained unbroken, and he was willing to face the consequences of his actions. He knew that his loyalty to Frisk and his desire to atone for his past sins were more important than anything else.
In response, Dogamy ordered the Beast Tamers to stand down. He held his axe firmly against Rem, his gaze steady. "I'm sorry, Rem, but I have to do this. I'll execute you myself."
The tension in the forest reached its peak as the confrontation escalated, and the fate of Rem hung in the balance, with Dogamy prepared to carry out a difficult and somber duty.
As Rem and Dogamy clashed, their combat skills on full display, Dogamy couldn't help but be impressed by Rem's resilience, despite his injuries. "You're quite skilled, Rem, especially considering your current condition. If you were at full strength, I'd be in serious trouble."
Dogamy's words were filled with respect, and he didn't underestimate his opponent. He knew that Rem was a formidable adversary, even in his weakened state.
With determination burning in his eyes, Dogamy tapped into his own magic. The air around him seemed to shimmer as he channeled his abilities to enhance his strength and speed.
Their duel continued, and as the battle raged, Rem managed to avoid getting injured, expertly dodging Dogamy's strikes and attacks. However, he found it increasingly challenging to land a hit on the enhanced and formidable opponent.
Each strike he attempted was met with swift counterattacks from Dogamy, who had become a more formidable opponent with the added boost of his magic. The forest echoed with the sounds of clashing blades and the intensity of their duel, as Rem struggled to find an opening and turn the tide of the battle in his favor.
As the fierce battle between Rem and Dogamy continued, Rem's strength continued to wane with each passing moment. However, his determination remained unshaken, and he fought with all his might.
In a pivotal moment, Rem managed to land a powerful strike on Dogamy, which left a deep wound on his opponent. Rem didn't stop there; he followed through with a series of additional successful strikes that further wounded Dogamy.
Dogamy couldn't help but admire Rem's skill and tenacity. "Impressive, Rem," he admitted, his voice filled with respect. "Losing you is a huge blow for monsterkind. I'm fortunate that you're weakened, or this could have ended differently."
Despite their rivalry, Dogamy had always known that in a fair fight, he couldn't compare to Rem's strength and skill. He had always seen Rem as a formidable adversary, and this battle only confirmed what he already knew.
The forest echoed with the sounds of their battle, and as their duel reached its climax, Rem's determination and resolve were on full display. Despite his weakened state, he had managed to turn the tide of the battle, leaving Dogamy with wounds that could not be ignored.
As Dogamy and Rem continued their intense battle, their strikes were precise, and their movements fluid. The air around them crackled with the tension of the fight, and each blow they exchanged was a testament to their skill and determination.
Dogamy couldn't help but reflect on Rem's power. He marveled at how, even in his weakened state, Rem fought like a true warrior. With every exchange of blows, Dogamy felt like he was facing an equal opponent, and the battle was far from one-sided.
Their movements were so synchronized that they seemed to be dancing on the edge of a blade, narrowly missing each other with each strike. The respect between them as adversaries was undeniable, and even in the midst of combat, a certain camaraderie existed.
Amidst their intense battle, Dogamy couldn't help but express his feelings to Rem. Their strikes and counterattacks continued, but there was a hint of sadness in Dogamy's voice as he spoke.
"It's a sad thing, Rem," Dogamy said between strikes. "To potentially lose a talented fighter like you. If you hadn't chosen to protect the human, we could have had many friendly duels."
The sentiment was clear - despite their rivalry and the current circumstances, Dogamy had a deep respect for Rem's skill and regretted the circumstances that had led them to this moment. The forest bore witness to the clash of their abilities, and the outcome remained uncertain, as the two warriors fought with a mix of admiration and determination.
As the battle neared its climax, Dogamy knew that he had to go all out. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, focusing on his magic. With a deep breath, he unleashed an advanced version of his 'enhance' magic, which he called 'advanced enhance.' The aura surrounding him grew even more intense, and his muscles bulged with newfound strength. The pain from his wounds seemed to diminish, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his body.
Dogamy regarded Rem with a determined expression. "The battle has been intense, Rem. It's time for it to end."
Their exchange of blows resumed, but this time, Dogamy's enhanced abilities gave him a distinct advantage. He moved with greater speed and precision, and the force behind his strikes was formidable. Despite Rem's valiant efforts, he struggled to defend against the relentless onslaught.
With each clash of blades and blows exchanged, Dogamy's advantage became more apparent. He skillfully maneuvered around Rem's defenses, his attacks growing more powerful and calculated. Rem, weakened and exhausted, found it increasingly difficult to keep up.
In the midst of the intense battle, Dogamy managed to land two fatal blows on Rem. The first struck his side, sending him staggering, while the second hit him in the shoulder, causing him to drop his weapon. The pain was excruciating, and Rem's strength rapidly dwindled.
He struggled to stay on his feet, his vision blurred with pain and exhaustion. The forest seemed to close in around them as the battle reached its conclusion. Rem's determination was waning, and the weight of his choices, his loyalty to Frisk, and the consequences of his defiance bore down on him.
Rem, weakened and near the brink of turning into dust, finally dropped to his knees. He felt the effects of the fatal blows he had sustained, some parts of him already beginning to disintegrate.
Dogamy, seeing the dire condition Rem was in, offered him one last chance. "Rem, there's still a chance for your wounds to be treated. Surrender and let us help you."
But Rem, with his last ounce of determination, refused Dogamy's offer. He knew the importance of his loyalty to Frisk, and he couldn't betray that now.
With a heavy heart, Dogamy nodded and took his axe in hand. He delivered one final, fatal blow to Rem, a blow that sped up the process of his body turning into dust.
As Rem's form disintegrated, he managed to utter one last message in his fading voice, a heartfelt apology to Frisk. "I'm sorry, Frisk, for not being able to hold out longer. Protect yourself."
With those parting words, Rem's existence began to fade, and he became one with the winds of the Underground, hoping that he had bought enough time for Frisk to go far away.
