1st Master 剣咬の虎 (Dead?)

The burnt grotesque looking dream demon appeared before Rogue. Only that could be heard was faint, evil chuckling. Clawed hand grasped his hair, pulling him up slowly. Before aiming to slam him into the floor, wanting to drive his claws into Rogue’s leg. “No Frosch... No ━

Each fist stunned the entity, staggering him greatly. Constant grunts parted from behind his mask. Not taken off his feet however until—. ROAR! The phantom roar. Being cased in by the darkness magic, the entity would momentarily floored. Laying on his back. “. . .” Sitting ━