Eyes narrowed beneath the mask of his , he adds in some force to keep his dagger against the staff . Grip on his weapon tight , his focus on trying not to get pushed back .
But the stage light distracts him , and he ends up getting pushed back regardless . Head snapping towards the stage ——
Once he had aimed to slash at him, almost instantly his dagger had met with the staff's blade like tip, the nightmare was quick with defense. His expression however didn't change, calmly his eyes flashed to their yellow color. The dark blue fur changing to purple,
"Yes. Keep on going jester."