[it's a bitch to simply "wipe off" with his hands. like trying to push syrup with more cling. the kind that can get sluiced with a finger, but then stays on the finger.
the beast twists and curls its arms around itself within the flames, slower and slower as more of its outer layer is rendered brittle and hardened into burnt flesh. on the one hand, it's slowly "frozen" in place beneath its own carapace. but on the other hand, it's protecting its innards via the same. letting its opponent cook itself a shield instead of scorching through.
nara'a's clash with the skeletal arm is far more physical and the black bones crash against his weapon in a deliberate show of strength. bone and blade screech against each before the beast throws backwards, sending scythe and arm rebounding, before the next strike actually sees the hand catch the scythe in a bony fist. starting an "arm wrestle" of sorts with the man and monster for control of the blade. apparently this arm neither wants nara'a to impede its return to its body, nor does it want the man to get close to the body either.
dabi has to cut his flames soon enough, dropping his arm to the side. shit... that burns. unless he wants to cook himself some more scars, he's gonna have to break off and cool down... so it's up to nara'a to keep that arm busy.]
no subject
the beast twists and curls its arms around itself within the flames, slower and slower as more of its outer layer is rendered brittle and hardened into burnt flesh. on the one hand, it's slowly "frozen" in place beneath its own carapace. but on the other hand, it's protecting its innards via the same. letting its opponent cook itself a shield instead of scorching through.
nara'a's clash with the skeletal arm is far more physical and the black bones crash against his weapon in a deliberate show of strength. bone and blade screech against each before the beast throws backwards, sending scythe and arm rebounding, before the next strike actually sees the hand catch the scythe in a bony fist. starting an "arm wrestle" of sorts with the man and monster for control of the blade. apparently this arm neither wants nara'a to impede its return to its body, nor does it want the man to get close to the body either.
dabi has to cut his flames soon enough, dropping his arm to the side. shit... that burns. unless he wants to cook himself some more scars, he's gonna have to break off and cool down... so it's up to nara'a to keep that arm busy.]