Doctor's spell ends and Sans' essence returns to something more manageable as if a wind had just puffed out some of its excess flames. Mission... sort of accomplished. At least Blanche wasn't about to crush the skeleton.

Maybe I should set the two of us aflame? Doctor jokes to Luce as he strains against Blanche's crushing spell. His one active heart starts racing as it gets harder to breathe. How to escape? Ignoring the pain takes enough focus on its own.