[ His eyes widen in familiarity. This isn't the first time he's seen this mass of feathers floundering ceaselessly. The same thing happened to Allen in his dreamscape. They were running down a flooding path with monsters clambering at their heels. Shouto slipped on all the blood and fell into the dark waters, which meant game over. Allen saved him before he hit the water by taking his place. The image of what happened after still haunts his dreams. Allen lost control of his Innoncene morphing into feather-like wings that flew them to safety. At a price.
This was that price.
His hand jerks away from the festering feathers that he once witnessed in the snow-filled hills of his dreamscape. Back then, the pain stopped when he-- Shouto smashes his hand against the feathers to freeze the mass in place just like he did back in his nightmare. Only this time, he has his quirk. Quick and precise, he attempts to freeze the mass of feathers before they hurt Allen even more. ]
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This was that price.
His hand jerks away from the festering feathers that he once witnessed in the snow-filled hills of his dreamscape. Back then, the pain stopped when he-- Shouto smashes his hand against the feathers to freeze the mass in place just like he did back in his nightmare. Only this time, he has his quirk. Quick and precise, he attempts to freeze the mass of feathers before they hurt Allen even more. ]