A/N: Alright everyone, this is it, Chapter 30. I'm surprised just how far this story has come, and that everyone still seems to love it as much as they did when it was first birthed into the world just a little less than a year ago. Thank you all for the support after this almost one year, and I hope you'll stick with me as I continue this story. Thank you again, and on with Chapter 30.

Kota's entire body felt frozen. He'd never seen anything like what he was seeing now. These blue flames seemed to spread so much faster than normal, and the entire forest was covered in them, lapping at the dark sky like hands reaching out for help. It was terrifying, not even that.

"Kota! Can you hear my telepath? Kota! I don't know where you are or where you go off to, but Midoriya is on his way!" Mandalay cried in his mind. He whipped around, looking up to the sky as it felt as if that was where her voice was coming from. But, instead of Mandalay, he saw a hulking black shape, standing atop the cliff. He couldn't see any outstanding features of this figure, except that he was wearing a black cloak, and looked incredibly strong.

"Hey kiddo..." He grumbled, before taking a step forwards and plummeting down from the top of the cliff, landing heavily a few feet away from the young boy. The ground shook on impact, and from crying so hard, Kota's shaking knees gave out quickly.

"Mind if I join ya? I was hopin' to find somewhere with a nice view - take a look at the forest before it all burned down..." He explained drawing himself up and turning to look out over the ledge, the moonlight illuminating the lower part of his face. He had a sickeningly large smile plastered there, and he opened his arms, drawing in a deep breath.

"Aaaaaaahhhh... But, now here I am, with a face that I never saw on our list." He chuckled, grabbing his hood and tugging it from his shoulders. Kota didn't even want to get a glance at the face of this guy, turning on his heel and sprinting away.

There was no way so trainee moron hero was going to come to his aid, not a chance. By this time now that greenette was probably already in hiding. He had to get back to camp on his own. That was the only chance he had.

"Hey, wait a sec." The villain perked up, before a rush of air came up from behind the dark-haired boy. He tried not to close his eyes as they welled with even more tears, and he sprinted with everything he had, but there was no point. This huge man was much faster, and much stronger than Kota. There was no way he could get away from here.

"If you're just gonna run away screaming, why not let me get a hit in? All in good fun." He chuckled, picking himself up from the floor again, muscle tissue pushing out of his skin and reforming around his arms, increasing his size steadily.

"Y-You... T-There's no way..." The boy croaked, trying to step back but tripping over his own feet, falling to the ground hard. That damaged left eye, that face, that hair, it couldn't be anyone else. He remembered the face of this villain so well, because he'd seen it on the news so many times earlier this year, and even sometimes now. He was Water hose's killer.

Izuku sprinted on as fast as he could. His hair was swept back by the wind, and his lungs screamed for oxygen, but he didn't slow his pace. Kota's life was on the line, and he had to be sure he got there before any of the villains found him. Even if they didn't, they couldn't leave him out here with something like this going on. He needed them.

For some reason, the cliffside Kota had made his 'alone-spot' felt so much further away than it had when Izuku first found it, almost as if it was moving away from him, but he could see it through the gaps in the trees now.

"Kota! Can you hear my telepath? Kota! I don't know where you are or where you go off to, but Midoriya is on his way!" Izuku could hear Mandalay's voice in his mind, and there was no doubt that Kota could too. It filled him with determination. Determination to make sure this young boy was returned to his remaining family, safely. It didn't matter what it took, that was all Izuku wanted.

"Help me! Midoriya! Please help me!" The shaky and quiet voice of Kota screamed. Izuku lowered his head and forced himself to run even faster. He felt like he was going to fall head over heels, but he couldn't, and he forced himself to stay upright.

Panting heavily Izuku bolted up the path of the slope. He could see Kota, backed into a corner by a form much larger than himself. Cloaked and looming over him, his arms wrapped in what seemed to be exposed muscle tissue. It was him, the one who had killed Water hose. Muscular.

"Kota!" Izuku screamed, his lungs burning even more as he forced air he didn't have out of them.

One For All, Full Cowling, five percent! The power immediately entered his body, but the difference in it from ten percent was unnervingly noticeable. Pinky-red crosses of full cowling covered his body, and before it had even disappeared, he pushed off as hard as he could.

I've got you! I've got you! He screamed in his mind, outstretching his arms and bringing Kota in as close as he could. The punch that had been aimed at the young boy instead slammed hard into Izuku's back. He gritted his teeth, baring the harsh impact as he and now Kota, sailed through the air and landed heavily on the opposite side of the ledge, rolling a few feet before coming to a stop.

Izuku gasped for breath, pushing himself onto his hands and knees as quickly as he could. "Why... Why did you come?" Kota wheezed. Izuku didn't bother responding. In his mind, there were no stupid questions, but there were pointless ones.

He'd come here to save Kota coming into contact with a villain, and of course, there was one right here with him! His phone broke from that punch just now too, so he couldn't call for help. He had to fight it out, alone. Of course, people knew he was here, but it was too risky sending anyone else out. He hadn't even left with permission, so the teachers would be forced to focus on getting all the students to safety. He was truly alone here.

"Hey now... I remember your face. You were on our list." Muscular spoke up, getting up and rolling his shoulders, cracking his neck and smiling at Izuku. He couldn't use the power he had before, so he had to defeat this guy with the power he had. He couldn't think about it any other way. He was going to fight to win, and there was no way he would let himself lose. Not now.

"It's... It's going to be alright, Kota." He muttered calmly, picking himself up from the floor and pushing power back through his body, green bolts appearing around him as he prepared himself to face off with this hulking villain.

"I'll definitely save you." He beamed over his shoulder, clenching an enthusiastic fist.

"Hah... You'll definitely save him, huh? Ahahahahaa! No way! Your kind always rocks up, yapping on about justice and saving people." Muscular laughed loudly, throwing his head up to the sky and holding his arms open, even more muscular tissues forming around his already large body.

"You're definitely Midoriya. I was told to take initiative and kill you straight away, but it's been so long since I had a good FIGHT!" Muscular muttered, before yelling out as he sped towards the greenette, his cloak flying from his shoulders as he did.

"Show me your blood, Midoriya!" He hollered, landing earlier than Izuku had expected and throwing a low-blow punch at his face. He had to guard, there was no way he could retaliate with an attack.

He held his right arm up to his face and forced back against the massive fist. Bones in his forearm crunched and cracked as they gave in under the strain, and he was thrown back against the cliff face with eminence speed. He was barely able to see Muscular he was moving so quickly, and he'd made sure he stayed perfectly focused on his movements.

"Ooh, shit... Before we go any further, I gotta ask..." Muscular started, straightening himself up from his attack and smiling as Izuku fell to the floor, his arms limp and numb.

"Where's the kid called Bakugo. I kinda need him for somethin'." He explained briefly. What did he want with Bakugo? Was he going to try and kill him too?

"I'll take that as a no!" Muscular announced. He was already upon Izuku, and he'd only taken his mind from the villain for a second. He wasn't moving as fast this time though, so he could dodge. Pushing off hard to the right, he flung himself out of harm's way, landing on the gravel floor and stumbling a little before regaining his steps.

"Come on, I was promised you'd be strong!" Muscular boomed, speeding out from the smoke and kicking Izuku hard in the stomach. He was attacking so quickly and without any real method. There was no way in figuring out what he was going to do, or how, because he was fighting like he didn't even know either. He could feel warmth running down his face, and the top front side of his head burned as it hit against the jagged rocks of the cliff.

"Aye! Blood! Just what I wanted to see. You're having fun right? I'm having a blast!" Muscular exclaimed, speaking all in one go. "So hey, was it you said earlier? You'll definitely save him right? Jeez, that sure looks promising now huh! Aahahaha!" He added, laughing as he spoke, stomping over to Izuku as he did.

Come on Izuku, Kacchan doesn't matter right now! Focus on the enemy in front of you, and on saving Kota! He ordered himself, straining as he used his right arm to push himself back to his feet.

"SMAAASH!" He hollered, rearing back and throwing a hard right punch at Muscular. The villain guarded the same way Izuku had a little earlier, but his muscle stopped the punch like it was nothing.

"Oh, what... That's your Quirk? It's fast, but not even close to as strong!" He muttered, sounding disappointed before pushing Izuku away, sending him rolling across the floor again, the blood from his head splattering on the floor.

"My Quirk lets me power up my muscles! I can increase the fibres, making me stronger, faster, and every bit better than you! Just look! I'm going so far my skin can't even contain it!" He announced, his muscles ripping apart and reforming again, this time on both his arms, wrapping around his shoulders.

"You'll definitely save him! Don't make me laugh, Midoriya!" He screamed, jumping into the air before punching his fist into the floor, cracking the very ground he was stood on. Izuku jumped back, trying to dodge the punch, but a chunk of shrapnel quickly caught up with him, slamming him in the chin with so much force, it sent him spiralling through the air.

"You're so much weaker than me, it's funny!" He heard muscular scream in his ear. He was so much faster than Izuku had ever expected. Another kick to the gullet, the One For All Quirk user was sent slamming into the floor. His entire body was in agony, and the one punch he'd managed to hit had done nothing.

"Water hose..." Kota perked up. Izuku's eyes shot open, and he picked himself up from the floor. Kota, why was he still here! "Papa and Mama... Did you torment them like that too? Before you KILLED THEM!" He screamed! Tears were streaming down his face, and Izuku felt sickened when all Muscular did in response was smile.

"Wait, your parents were heroes? You kidding right? It's gotta be fate!" He laughed, turning away from Izuku and making his way over to Kota. He tried to pick himself up, but he couldn't stop himself from shaking. This is what he got for pushing himself too far again, and again. He was too weak.

"This is your fault damn it! It's because if you stupid villains that everything always ends this way!" Kota sobbed, falling to his knees and gripping the gravel in his first.

"Aww, that's not fair. You kids are always shifting blame like that nowadays. I mean, I don't hold a grudge for this eye or anything. All that happened was that I wanted to kill, and they wanted to stop me. There's nothing else to it." Muscular explained. His voice was soft, almost as if he were trying to comfort Kota. But he was just sick and toying with the young boy.

Damn it Izuku, get up! The greenette ordered himself, moving his hands under him and pushing himself back to his feet. What kind of hero would he be if he was falling so easily trying to handle a single villain.

"What happened then was a result of us both doing what we wanted. There ain't nothing wrong with that. What's wrong, is wanting to do things you can't do... Like him..." Muscular started, a lot more sternly now, looking over at Izuku, who shakily got himself to his feet.

"And like your mummy and daddy!" He snarled, swinging his fists over his head. Izuku didn't even bother getting a proper footing and pushed off in Muscular's direction.

"You're too easy to read!" He snapped in Izuku's direction now. As soon as the greenette's feet touched the ground, he gently pushed back, the right hook from Muscular narrowly missing his face, before jumping back towards him.

"Gotcha now!" Izuku announced, rearing back his fist. There was no reason to pussyfoot about like this. Whether his body could take it or not, it was all or nothing now.

One For All, one-hundred percent! His shirt violently flapped in a phantom wind before the entire right side shredded from his body, his arm covered with the same pinky-red energy as before.

"You're the one who's wrong! I'll make what I say a reality!" He snarled, staring Muscular right in the eyes as he picked himself up from his last attack. "SMAAAAAAASH!"

He hadn't recovered in time, and by using one-hundred percent of One For All, there was no way the attack wouldn't put this villain out of the fight. He wouldn't have expected an attack that much stronger than the previous.

Izuku's fist impacted Muscular with so much more force. It'd been a long time since he'd last used one-hundred percent of One For All, and although it was unimaginably painful, it felt really good to be that powerful.

He pushed all his weight into the punch, driving Muscular into the ground, so much so the very ground split underneath them. This was the raw power of One For All he had left to control. This was why it was foolish for people to underestimate him.

Muscular resisted with all his might, but the power carried behind Izuku's one-percent attack was too much, and he was forced into the ground. Thanks to his small boost from Quirk meditation, it felt easier to push out as much force as before without hurting himself, but the cracking he felt in his arm definitely proved he wasn't any more resistant to it.

The blowback was immense, and the shock wave sent out by the two rigid bodies slamming against each other blew Kota back a few feel, although he was able to get to the floor and prevent himself getting blown away.

Once Muscular had gone down and stopped moving, Izuku finally released the pressure from his chest, pulling himself up. His right arm was definitely broken. The skin was red raw, tatty, flayed and bloodied, but that didn't matter. He'd saved Kota.

"Kota... Are you alright?" He muttered, clutching his right shoulder as he hobbled over to the curled up form of the dark-haired boy. Blood dripped from his chin and his whole body felt like it was on fire, but it was a worthy sacrifice.

"M-Midoriya... Thank y-..." He started, pushing himself up from the floor before stopping, his face falling as he was the state Izuku was in,

"Don't worry, I-I'll be alright." He chuckled softly, although deep inside he wasn't sure if that would be true. "Come on, we should get back to camp..." He shook himself, sighing heavily as he tried to calm his heavy breathing.

"The camp shouldn't be far from-." He turned to look over his shoulder, and saw a swirling muscle mass, growing up from the floor. Kota squeaked some kind of sound from behind him, and Izuku's heart fell right through him. There was no way he could still be moving after that! That punch was one-hundred percent of One For All. That was All Might's power.

"That was a good hit." He growled quietly, the pulsing mass of muscle beginning to settle, withdrawing to the villain's body. "But it was dead obvious." He smiled, cracking his neck and drawing himself back up to full height.

"Get back!" Izuku yelled, his voice full of venom as he put himself between Kota and Muscular.

"Like that's gonna work. Besides, wouldn't be fair if I couldn't give you my strongest attack too, right?" He smirked, still pressing towards the two.

Damn it! Why didn't he go down!? What am I meant to do now? I can't come up with something on the spot! Izuku screamed at himself, powering up to ten percent of full cowling again, not that it would effect this guy at all if one-hundred percent did nothing.

"W-What do you want! What's Shigaraki after!" The greenette yelled. Muscular scoffed and shrugged.

"To hell if I know. I never paid attention to what he told me, I just wanted to fight." Muscular replied carelessly. "As long as I get to go all out, I'm perfectly fine doing whatever that moron says." He added, reaching into his pocket and pulling out some kind of cover for his eye.

"I was merely playing just now. But you seem to not be in a playful mood..." He muttered.

"K-Kota, grab on!" Izuku hissed, crouching down for Kota to climb onto his back, which he did as soon as he could.

"So, now I'm going all out!" In a puff of smoke, that was all Izuku heard, before Muscular appeared right on top of them. Izuku didn't move in time, and his punch, although missing them, sent Izuku flying through the air before they slammed hard into the floor on the other side of the ledge. That speed and power, they were leagues above how he was fighting earlier. He really was just toying with them as he tried to kill them. He was sick.

There's no way he can turn his back on his enemy in this state. If his speed is enough to outpace Izuku's then there was no hope. He couldn't just stay and fight though! He was still tired from training, he'd broken both his arms, his head was pounding and he could barely see out of his battered right eye.

You can't give in Midoriya! Remember what you promised yourself - what you promised Kota! You're going to save him, right! Remember where you came from and who you wanted to be. Running away makes you a coward. Just like Kacchan always knew you were. The boy hollered at himself.

There was no point in holding anything back. All that mattered to him, was that Kota was going to be okay. But, what about Mina? What about his mother and All Might? He couldn't just throw away their love, kindness and care. Everything All Might had worked for and everything his mother and Mina had down would be for nothing if he died here. What could he do!

"Just, stay back Kota. I'll give it one final attack with everything I've got, then as soon as it hits, you run cause your life depends on it." Izuku oredered. One For All, one-hundred percent. He muttered mentally.

"W-When it hits... You've got no chance! Your attack didn't phase him earlier, and it won't do any different this time! Let's just go together! We can still-." Kota started before Izuku held up his tatty, bloody right hand.

"That's enough. Do as I say... Please." He ordered sternly. He hated being stern with anyone, but this was more important that Kota could probably comprehend. "I promise you it'll be okay." He smiled, although he didn't take his eyes from Muscular, who was back up and running towards the two.

"Go, Kota. Now!" Izuku boomed, before pushing off in a cloud of dust.

"Come on! Midoriya!" Muscular screamed, enveloping his body in these muscle fibres.

Detroit... SMAAAAASH! He pushed every ounce of himself into this punch, his fist thundering into Muscular arms, which he'd used to guard his body. The first few layers were flayed like nothing, but Izuku's fist was stopped quickly after that. The attacks fired by both trainee hero and villain were so strong, they sent out a shock wave on contact, but Izuku was being held back again.

He kept pushing his right fist into Muscular, still forcing every bit of power he had through his body and into the blonde-haired villain's arms, but it was getting him nowhere. The pressure being applied by Muscular was immense, so much so that the very ground Izuku was standing on began to crack, giving way under him. He pushed back, his legs barely holding out against the force.

Shhhhit! Oww! Izuku's eyes streamed with tears, and the pain astounding, so much so it felt like he was being burned alive, but he had to keep pushing back. COME ON, FIGHT BACK! He screamed at himself, bring his left arm up to push with his right.

"What happened Midoriya! That was weaker than before!" Muscular screamed, his voice laced with glee.

"It's alright! I will NOT let him past me! Run Kota, now!" Izuku ordered, screaming every bit of oxygen out of his lungs. Kota was standing there, staring, his face completely mortified. Why wasn't he listening!

"I SAID GO!" Izuku boomed. Izuku arm finally gave, the skin flaying as the bones chipped and cut him from the inside out, blood-spewing over the place.

"Man you're the best!" Muscular screamed, his legs bursting and reforming much larger. "SHOW ME YOUR BLOOD, MIDORIYA!"

His entire body was shaking uncontrollably, and he was losing a lot of blood now.

"Shut up!" He cried back, the floor cracking and quaking even more with the added force.

"What was that! I can't hear you!" Muscular laughed, his eyes narrow and his smile wide.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Izuku screamed before his legs finally gave out, and he was forced onto his back, his head slamming against the floor.

"I'm gonna crush you, bastard!" Muscular boomed back. The sparks of energy leaping from Izuku were incredible, a measurement to the force he was pushing out, yet it still didn't affect him. Then, he gave.

The force was too much, and his body finally gave up. Everything was but a blur and the sounds were echoing. This was like before when he broke down. He was going to die. His eyes were so heavy. Why were they so heavy.

Mina... Mum... I'm so sorry! A-All Might... All Might... Then he was gone. Everything was dark now, and silent.

but, out of the darkness, appeared the same glowing green and red mix orb. Was he dead, or on the verge of death? This was exactly what he'd seen when he broke down. This was his Quirks core; the source of all his power. If he could just reach out and grab it.

Reach, Midoriya! Take this chance with both hands! He ordered himself, his battered right arm fading into view out of the dark, There were more scars on it now, and they travelled all the way up to his shoulder, to where his body was nothing but a shadow, like the rest of this plane.

Grab it; grab this opportunity and take the chance he was being given to blow this villain away. He reached out and grabbed the ball in his hand, clenching it in his fist. The same screaming sound echoed out as when he attacked with a one-hundred percent smash attack, but it was much louder. He could feel the power flowing through his body as more of these cores appeared.

Yellow and blue; All Might. Then another, Red, then yellow-green, orange, pink, gold, and finally turquoise. Including his, there were nine beaming orbs of light, the same as when he'd seen the eight sets of eyes watching him in the sports festival. The other users of One For All. Were they lending him their power? Or was he unlocking the full extent of his power that never knew he had.

The energy inside him was incredibly. It felt like electricity was flowing through his veins instead of blood, and then, all at once, his vision came back to him.

"Let him go!" Kota screamed. Izuku saw two streams of water splash into Muscular's arm through a small gap, and for that brief moment, the pressure he was applying was considerably less than before.

"You bastard..." Izuku muttered.

"huh..."

"As if..." He started, that new power he'd felt in his dream thundering through his body, audibly screaming to life. "I'd let you kill me!" He screamed, shoving his right fist forwards and pushing his body up with his left arm and legs.

"Why... Why are you stronger!" Muscular cried in a panic.

One For All one-million percent! Delaware... Izuku snarled loudly, pushing Muscular off him. "Detroit...!" He reared his right fist back, his body covered with mint green electricity and pinky-red power.

"SMAAAAAASH!" With all his might he screamed out, giving everything he had to the punch he was dishing this bastard villain. His muscles were ripping now, Muscular's Quirk was giving way under Izuku's.

"N-NO! I won't fall to you!" Muscular hollered.

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Izuku screamed, the red mist that had descended over his eyes growing thicker as his fist carved through Muscular and slammed into his cheek. The villain was send sailing backwards and into the cliff face, smashing into it and leaving around a fifteen-foot crater in the side of the great hill, rocks crumbling and falling from above.

"Why..." Kota muttered. Izuku drew himself back, stumbling on his fractured legs as his right arm leaked blood like a tap, dripping to the floor from his shattered fingers. Hearing Kota cry hurt Izuku a lot, but it was tears of freight and relief, not of sadness.

"Why did you do so much!" He cried.

"There are stories of every hero. About how their bodies moved before they had a chance to think. Young man, you too, can be a hero." All Might's words were still so clear in his mind, every syllable as memorable as each scar on his arm.

"Because I..." Izuku muttered. "I am a hero!" He screamed at the sky, tears streaming down his face. It was almost all in vain, and he was so close to death it scared him, but he'd done exactly what he'd promised. He'd saved Kota's life. Just like a real hero would.

"Is everyone alright?" Aizawa asked, quietly. The bunker was hidden deep below the lodge, and the chances of a villain ever find it was slim to none, but that also meant that the chances of Izuku ever finding it was just as slim.

"Why... Why did he have to go?" Mina cried quietly, kneeling at the doors of the elevator. It was humiliating, crying in front of both her class and class 1-B, but she couldn't stop it. They'd waited for Izuku for ages, what felt like hours, and he never showed.

The bunker was fitted out a lot like the dorm rooms. Painted walls, beautiful furniture and food to sustain people for however long they needed, and yet of all that comfort, Mina hadn't moved from sitting at the door of the elevator.

Uraraka sniffled and looked across the room to Iida, who had his arms folded and his eyes fixed on the pink-skinned girl. The Zero-Gravity Quirk user dragged her hands down her face, her stomach sick with worry.

"I'm sorry, Ashido, but it wasn't safe to wait any longer." Aizawa grumbled, although even the students could see he was worried too.

"There's no way he'll survive against those guys. We're all pretty strong, and still, the safest thing to do was hide." Kirishima muttered.

"Can we not? Please?" Pony barked suddenly, before resting her head back in her hand. Mina would've said something, but she was crying too much to get the words out.

"Mr Aizawa!" Mandalay announced suddenly, startling everyone to attention. "I just spoke to Kota through a telepath. He's alright, but Izuku defeated the villain who killed Water hose... He has Kota..." She started, her tone grave. Aizawa got up quickly after hearing about Water hose's killed.

"He what? How!" The teacher boomed.

"I don't know, but Kota said he's in really bad shape." She responded quietly. Aizawa lifted his fist to his face and bit thoughtfully on his knuckle.

"We can't leave until we know for sure the villains are gone. Is Midoriya still conscious? He asked. Mandalay nodded, but she hesitated at first. "Get Kota to take him to the first aid station by the water training park. Midoriya knows well enough how to bandage himself up. If he's bleeding a lot, then stopping the blood loss and letting him rest somewhere safe is the top priority. But, as it stands, none of us can go out a do anything, because we'd be outnumbered, and outmatched." He explained.

"Mr Aizawa, I could go with you." Toru perked up, her shorts and T-shirt seeming to float towards the teacher.

"What?" He asked sharply.

"Well... I thought that... With our Quirks, we might be able to get Midoriya and Kota back. They won't be able to see me when we go to get them, and you can erase Quirks right? I thought that might work..." She suggested. It didn't sound like a good idea, but it did have a chance of working.

"I cannot risk putting another student in danger, I'm so-." Aizawa started.

"Please Mr Aizawa! Please. Midoriya would go alone if it was one of us, and you know he would." Toru argued. No-one had ever dared to argue back to Aizawa, but Mina whole-heartedly took Toru's side.

"I will go too. With me there, I'll be able to keep and extra eye out for any villains closing in on the way there and back, and I can carry Midoriya and Toru the same way I carried Mineta and Tsu in the sports festival." Shoji spoke up, getting up from the beanbag he was sat on, making his way over to Toru and Aizawa. The teacher looked between the two for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Alright, but we move fast, and we move now. Ashido, get back and stay with the others." He ordered, turning on the spot and making his way towards the elevator. Mina understood why he told her this because he probably assumed she would try to follow, but that wasn't her intent. Of course, she wanted to help her boyfriend more than anything in the world right now, but she knew she would only hold them back.

So, picking herself up, she made her way over to Tsuyu and Uraraka, who clear a space for her between them and hugged her as soon as she'd sat down. It was really scary, knowing that Izuku was out there in terrible shape after fighting off a powerful villain, with even more on the move.

"We will be out and back as fast as possible. Mandalay, keep a telepath with me and I'll let you know when we're about to reach the lodge so you can open the door. Make sure you let the two of them know to meet us halfway." Aizawa explained before the elevator doors slowly began closing, and the Izuku and Kota's rescue group was officially about to head to the surface.