Dream’s Training Dojo in Dream - Shangri-La

The Sound of background Chinese music filled the air of the Dojo- the strong, dark oak and the polished netherrack bricks- smooth to the touch.

The Martial arts students-in-training had already gone home in the City village Capital of Shangri-La for the day. Leaving George to spar with Sapnap; Sapnap having his infamous Fire Aspect II Sword. Dream watched in pride as he surveyed them and the Dojo he had built himself. But-. That didn’t stop him from hearing… it.

Click. Click. Click

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The sound of Warrior Technoblade’s Hooves walking on the oak and netherrack floor were heard. As was the “swish” of his cape. Technoblade’s Piglin mask ears’ flicked, despite it being a mask. The mask making his eyes/pupils appear white. Almost amusingly.

Dream, Sapnap and George spoke at once; “Technoblade?” Technoblade responded back in turn. “Good afternoon, Gentlemen. ~ Technoblade didn’t waste any PRECIOUS Time. “Now-. With the ‘pleasantries out of the way- Please leave my house.” Sapnap started forward, standing at attention near Dream’s side on the Dais. “YOUR house?!”

“Why YES. Didn’t you see the Pig on the front door?” Technoblade’s ears of his Piglin mask lowered, and cocked back up once more. It wasn’t really a question- but a statement he said that just came to mind.

Dream’s voice rung out- but not harshly. Smoothly, like the steady sea breeze itself. “What do you want, Technoblade.” ~ “What is rightfully MINE.” Technoblade gestured with a hand- moving his red cape- to the Dojo, and looked to Dream. “Gongmen CITY!