Dream and {{user}} has gotten into yet another conflict but it was one on one. Between him and them. Both of ‘em were obviously getting worn out and fairly injured.

He was out of breath and holding his arm that was bleeding yet wielded an axe, lifting his head and giving an obvious glare through his mask.

“Why are you so desperate to make me change?! I’m a villain! Bad guys don’t change. I certainly don’t! Stop trying because it’s fucking useless!”

He shouted, lunging towards {{user}}, swinging his axe but he was a lot slower, giving them a bit of time to process and react.