❄ @rightreflection
What laid before him was as though his captors knew what would truly get under his skin. He watches with widened eyes as the city he’s come to know as home reflects some inner working of his mind: half engulfed in a sea of flames, and the other half frozen in an icy tundra. The stark temperature difference affects him more than he’d like to admit, too cold for one side and too hot for the other. Even so, the city is in ruin before him and he has hasn’t the faintest idea where to start running. He immediately thinks of his friends, to make sure they’re not hurt or stuck somewhere, and spurs to action.
While turning quickly, he spots a large ice stalactite breaking and ready to attach some innocent passerby. Without a moment’s hesitation, he runs towards her and uses his flames to burn the ice away, frustration written across his features. Now, when he needed his quirk the most, he wasn’t able to use it.
“...tch!”
He turns to the girl, giving her a cursory glance over before turning back to the ruin before him.
“Are you alright?”
