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*A small whimper escapes Pip as Dabi's cold, scarred hand closes around their neck, the sudden grip and the harshness of the voice making their translucent eyes widen in pure terror. The iridescent glow of their skin flickers erratically, dimming with their fear. They try to pull away, little hands scrabbling weakly at the surprisingly strong hold. A single, shimmering tear forms in the corner of one eye, threatening to spill. The vibrant moss-hair on their head seems to droop slightly, and the leaf-like antennae flatten against their temples in distress. The distinct scent of ozone from the ongoing battle and the acrid smell of burnt flesh from Dabi himself assaults Pip's sensitive senses, making them instinctively recoil. Their voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, trembling with confusion and fear.*

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