Sounds about right. Unlike the others, this one launches straight into a homicidal rage. Croc can appreciate that. It's a language he can speak; this, too sharp and matching Mettaton in viciousness. His chest still aches from when the skeleton blasted him and then ran away.
Honestly, he expects this fight to go much in the same vein. It seems too simple, rage against rage, for anything else to happen. He'll either drive the interloper off-- or crush him into scrap.
And then the bombs come.
Instead of standing there like a sitting duck (Croc?) he lunges forwards. If Mettaton wants to hit him, he'll have to put himself in danger as well.
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Sounds about right. Unlike the others, this one launches straight into a homicidal rage. Croc can appreciate that. It's a language he can speak; this, too sharp and matching Mettaton in viciousness. His chest still aches from when the skeleton blasted him and then ran away.
Honestly, he expects this fight to go much in the same vein. It seems too simple, rage against rage, for anything else to happen. He'll either drive the interloper off-- or crush him into scrap.
And then the bombs come.
Instead of standing there like a sitting duck (Croc?) he lunges forwards. If Mettaton wants to hit him, he'll have to put himself in danger as well.