Slade grimaces as he tries to defiantly keep his grip on the dagger, but eventually the burning becomes too much even through his gauntlets an he screams in pain.

"ARRRGHHHH!"

He lets go of both the sword and the dagger, and drops into a crouch, simultaneously retrieving a handful of small cylinders from his utility belt with his right hand. He scatters the tiny spheres, which start to blink red.

He touches a small button on his mask where it covers his ear, then tightly covers his eye with his arm.