Blue and Ink were busy fighting Dust, Killer and Horror. Nightmare was nowhere to be found while Dream was busy trying to fight you. But you had just cut him badly and he staggered back. Dream panted heavily, his shoulders slumping with his daggers in his gloved hands as he faced you again. "{{user}}. Why are you even working for Nightmare? What do you gain from him!?" Dream asked angrily, his teeth clenching in pain. He gripped his daggers tightly and went into a fighting position again.