[ Dream really is greeted with quite the sight. There are pool tables shoved into one another, broken bottles and puddles of alcohol all over the floor. The bar has been kicked into one wall and left everything behind it in ruins.
And then there is Arthur, barely keeping upright, bloodied and bruised and charred by lightning in places, with a rapidly fading dome of shimmering light between himself and Sprezzatura.
Hi.
So here in the split second before a weapon starts flying at Dream's face— ]
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And then there is Arthur, barely keeping upright, bloodied and bruised and charred by lightning in places, with a rapidly fading dome of shimmering light between himself and Sprezzatura.
Hi.
So here in the split second before a weapon starts flying at Dream's face— ]
Dream! It's her oni!
[ YOU KNOW IN CASE IT WASN'T OBVIOUS. ]