[He throws out a tether to Dabi, keeping a mental note of the amount of time spent. He can do it again, but it'll take a minute - so he wants to use his time wisely. He grunts as he feels his flesh burn from the inside of his gauntlets, but he doesn't scream. He's been beaten to an inch of his life many times before - this? This isn't as bad as some things he's experienced.]
[It's still bad - he can feel the blisters start to form. Smoke rises out from between the plates of metal, and he nearly drops his shield, but not quite. He glances down at it, at the thing it's glamoured to look like...]
[No. He wouldn't give up, either. He takes a deep breath, counting the seconds. Three... two... one...]
Stop!
{The tether fades, and Dabi's damage is his own again. He can't do it again for a minute or so, and he doesn't want the other to hurt himself. He eyes the monster, watching it fold in on itself like a punctured balloon. He's not going to attack it, not yet - first he has to determine if it's even still alive.]
[But he can do that in a minute, regaining his footing after all that pain. He can still move his arms, but there's still the faint scent of burnt skin.]
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[He throws out a tether to Dabi, keeping a mental note of the amount of time spent. He can do it again, but it'll take a minute - so he wants to use his time wisely. He grunts as he feels his flesh burn from the inside of his gauntlets, but he doesn't scream. He's been beaten to an inch of his life many times before - this? This isn't as bad as some things he's experienced.]
[It's still bad - he can feel the blisters start to form. Smoke rises out from between the plates of metal, and he nearly drops his shield, but not quite. He glances down at it, at the thing it's glamoured to look like...]
[No. He wouldn't give up, either. He takes a deep breath, counting the seconds. Three... two... one...]
Stop!
{The tether fades, and Dabi's damage is his own again. He can't do it again for a minute or so, and he doesn't want the other to hurt himself. He eyes the monster, watching it fold in on itself like a punctured balloon. He's not going to attack it, not yet - first he has to determine if it's even still alive.]
[But he can do that in a minute, regaining his footing after all that pain. He can still move his arms, but there's still the faint scent of burnt skin.]