[The sword gets shoved back into the armor with a clang, and he gets forced back, digging his heels into the ground. He leaves skid marks as he gets forced back, growling against his foe. He looks to Dabi, watching the other.]
[He's being stopped. Dabi's got a plan. He can listen at least, try to see if it'll work - because what he's doing clearly isn't working.]
Yeah. Just tell me when.
[He flicks the sword to the side slightly, focusing on the aether between the two of them. He can feel the spell getting ready, just waiting on him to activate it. He growls at the monster, and glances over at Dabi again.]
It's ready. Let's go.
[Whatever damage Dabi's going to do... he can take it. Probably.]
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[He's being stopped. Dabi's got a plan. He can listen at least, try to see if it'll work - because what he's doing clearly isn't working.]
Yeah. Just tell me when.
[He flicks the sword to the side slightly, focusing on the aether between the two of them. He can feel the spell getting ready, just waiting on him to activate it. He growls at the monster, and glances over at Dabi again.]
It's ready. Let's go.
[Whatever damage Dabi's going to do... he can take it. Probably.]