Nightmare watched the big eye on his sword, and his name on one of the boards behind him as one of the competetives, with a picture next to the name.. "Yeah.. I believe I am.. Good thinking, icecream man" Nightmare said with a nod.. "I believe you are Ice, am I right?" He asks, lifting his head from his sword and watching Ice.. Such a tasteless name.. Too simple.. What did he expect? To struck fear into the opponents? Nightmare grinned at his own thoughts, giving out a quiet brief laugh..