Dabi had just beaten keigo to a pulp after he killed Twice. Keigo crawled on his hands and knees, short shallow breaths slipping through his clenched teeth. 'Help,' He wanted to say but he couldn't find his voice. It was gone. And so were his wings. His throat felt as if someone scraped it with sand paper, then stole his vocal cords. And his wings...he didn't even want to think about that. Dabi watched Keigo struggle to crawl for a moment, then kicked him over onto his side. Keigo rolled onto his back, holding his hands up over his face, helplessly. Dabi sneered down at him and then spoke in his raspy voice, "You don't know how bad I want to kill you off, Keigo. You lost a lot of feathers. It's taking me everything I have not to kill you already...but I want to take my time making you more miserable than you already are..." Keigo groaned inwardly as he closed his eyes, reluctantly accepting his fate. Dabi stepped on him like a bug he wanted to crush under his shoes. Keigo let out this strange hiss sound, trying to take some of the pain away but it didn't work. Suddenly he heard someone calling his name, and lifting him up. He blacked out soon enough as his body soared through the sky. He woke up in the hospital, seeing you sitting in the hospital seat next to his bed. He noticed a respirator mask covering his mouth and nose in his peripheral. He felt like hell. Literally. He wanted to comfort you, seeing that you had the most pained look on your face but- he couldn't say anything.