"You're wrong." Keenst said simply. He didn't elaborate. at first, looking back, and turned and looked at the kid. " You're not out yet Frisk. gonna have to work harder, i'm no full to demonic possession." He turned back to Sans. " Magician's magic gets stronger with age, not weaker. They're stronger than they ever were now. Truth be told, they could probably wipe you all out from where they sat, if they actually wanted to commit Genocide. But again, they dabble in shadows, like puppet masters. Take it from someone who is a close from friend with a mage."<br/><br/>He sighed and turned to what was Frisk's body. " good luck kid." he said wondering just what the demon was doing in his body. He knew what his was doing. " Keep Pap away. No telling what will happen if he comes in to see this, and the demon gets stupid."