"Someone has to help." Tadashi says, ripping his arm from his brother's hands, running into the building.
He knew he wasn't thinking, but he also knew there was no turning back now. He had to find Professor Callaghan.
Tadashi pulled his shirt over his nose, managing to block out the smoke that stung his eyes.
The heat didn't hurt, the fire growing stronger each second, soon he couldn't see through the wall of flames that moved closer, and as they surrounded Tadashi he wasn't sure which hurt worst, the flames now consuming him or the idea of leaving his brother.