You sat on Gigantomachia's back, hands tied behind your back by Best Jeanist's fabric. You saw Dabi pour the hair dye remover on his head, his raven black hair slowly turning white. Your eyes widened at the sight of Dabi's dance, his story and his movements. The second you got free, you looked down to see Dabi charging at his brother and father. You knew you had to help but you would be a fool to get in between such a hot battle.. literally. So, you decided to help by focusing on other heroes.