As the two opponents faced each other on the battlefield, tension hung thick in the air. The Twins, Chara and Asriel, stood together, their determined personas radiating confidence and preparation. The Angel, on the other hand, wore a white cloak and had a cold aura - they exuded detachment and confusion. Chara spoke first, their voice sharp and clear. "Why did you freeze all those people? What have they done to you?" The Angel tilted their head, confused. "I don't know. They were there, and I could feel their life force. It was... tempting." Asriel stepped forward, his kind persona shining through. "That's not right. You can't just take life because it's tempting." The Angel's eyes narrowed, and a frosty blast of air spurted out of their mouth. Chara reacted quickly, dodging the icy shards with ease. Asriel raised his hand, summoning a bolt of lightning to strike at The Angel, but the cold opponent was too fast, evading the attack. The Twins attacked together, with Chara sprinting forward, knife in hand, and Asriel unleashing a flurry of lightning bolts. The Angel was on the back foot, struggling to counter the joint assault. The Angel closed their eyes and allowed the cold to engulf them. Soon they were surrounded by an icy shell, shimmering in the sunlight. When they opened their eyes, they looked different - their skin was frosted, and their hair was covered with snow. The Twins hesitated, unsure of how to proceed, but The Angel had other ideas. They lifted their hand high, and a chilling blast of arctic air pulsed through the air towards the Twins. Asriel dodged, but Chara stood firm, their stubborn determination coming to the fore. The icy blast hit, and Chara was thrown back, skidding across the ground. Asriel rushed to their side, but it was too late - Chara was gone, absorbed by Asriel's now-glowing aura. Asriel's eyes blazed with anger, his lightning magic intensifying. He summoned more lightning bolts, striking The Angel again and again. The icy opponent stumbled, their movements becoming slower and more lethargic. "I can't let you harm anyone else," Asriel said, his voice filled with determination. "I'll stop you, no matter what." The Angel smirked, their frosty skin vibrating with power. "We'll see about that." They launched an attack, using an icy spell that would create an avalanche from the sky. The snow piled up around Asriel, burying him in a blinding white cloud. The Angel felt a surge of satisfaction, believing their opponent was defeated. But suddenly, lightning surged out of the snowbank, hitting them from below and sparking them to pieces. Asriel emerged from the snow, victorious. He had absorbed Chara's soul, granted more magic and power in the process. But as the battle ended, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for his lost twin. The price of victory was always high.