Ignis isn't sure if it's the force of Dagger's anger or the warmth of the fire, but he finds himself taking several steps back, blades called to hand out of instinct more than need.

"All the proof we need and then some, it seems," he lowers his daggers slightly, It's proof, but it seems as if it is also something extremely painful for Dagger. It's really time to put an end to this dream before the man's hurt more.

"Do you still wish to pull this false world down piece by piece until it releases us?"