[something about a shoulder... dabi isn't sure if nara'a's yelling about the creature or if he's bitching about his own injury. doesn't really matter. he's getting up anyways. pushing himself back to sitting position, just in time to see the other man get smacked right off his feet. familiar sight, huh. but with nara'a jumping back into the battle, he can't get a clear shot without tearing the guy open.
lucky for him, that problem's resolved soon enough and he immediately pours an explosive cone of flames outward, slamming into the creature with enough force to wash clean over it. probably far more width than he actually needs, considering the outer rims of the attack blaze through the forest again. but in this case, they're gonna get fucked over even worse if they worry about some goddamn plants.
if nara'a's armor is magical, then it likely won't have much trouble resisting the corrosive effects of the sludge. if not, however, it's going to start eating away at the metal. case in point, dabi's basically lost the front part of his shirt thanks to that slime. doesn't seem to affect skin though? weird... the villain's already burnt the rest off him. sticky shit is sticky.
the creature, once again caught in the flames, struggles through it, having to deal with another outer layer burning and hardening into a blackened, glowing shell.
hope that attention's sharp, because the sliced off arm? yeah, that thing's getting up on its fingers, devoid of slime now to reveal a skeletal set of black bones, and goes running towards the smoking husk. likely to try and crack it open.]
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lucky for him, that problem's resolved soon enough and he immediately pours an explosive cone of flames outward, slamming into the creature with enough force to wash clean over it. probably far more width than he actually needs, considering the outer rims of the attack blaze through the forest again. but in this case, they're gonna get fucked over even worse if they worry about some goddamn plants.
if nara'a's armor is magical, then it likely won't have much trouble resisting the corrosive effects of the sludge. if not, however, it's going to start eating away at the metal. case in point, dabi's basically lost the front part of his shirt thanks to that slime. doesn't seem to affect skin though? weird... the villain's already burnt the rest off him. sticky shit is sticky.
the creature, once again caught in the flames, struggles through it, having to deal with another outer layer burning and hardening into a blackened, glowing shell.
hope that attention's sharp, because the sliced off arm? yeah, that thing's getting up on its fingers, devoid of slime now to reveal a skeletal set of black bones, and goes running towards the smoking husk. likely to try and crack it open.]