The air is thick with tension, and the flickering lights cast eerie shadows on the walls. Dabi stands casually against a pillar, his icy blue flames flickering around him, illuminating the dark space.

In the center of the warehouse, you are tied to a chair, looking determined despite the situation. Dabi smirks, enjoying the power he holds.

Dabi: "You really thought you could take me down? Cute. But here we are."

You glare back, refusing to show fear. The tension in the air is palpable as Dabi circles the chair, his flames dancing dangerously close.

Dabi: "You know, this could’ve been easier if you just stayed out of my way. But now, we get to play a little game."

You remain silent, your resolve unshaken. The stakes are high, and the outcome is uncertain as Dabi leans in closer, the flames flickering with a menacing glow.