The Special Assault Weave. Steel plates connected by rivets and kevlar covered joints to promote movement. Pneumatic synthetic muscles to increase strength and ability, multiple storage compartments to hold and carry ordinance or ammunition, unique and specialized counter measures for a majority of quirks. Augmentation slots for drafted shields or weapons, a connected helmet with two elongated horns to guide electrical energy out of the system, internal heating and cooling to always keep the user temperature regulated. The armor itself weighed at the very least 160 kilogrammes but with it's supportive design and structure, it felt as if it was only 30 kilogrammes.

The range of motion that the SAW suit allowed was incredible with little to no drawbacks other than a few extra kilogrammes of weight. The batteries were protected by the two prongs on the helmet to guide any additional electrical energy outwards. In addition, the helmet was outfitted with Horizon's visor and technology to provide a level of support that normal eye wear wouldn't. After a little over a month of slogging through live combat training, apprehending petty criminals, and working on his armor- Midoriya was finally ready to unveil it. Slipping his body into a carbon fiber mesh suit that he wore on specific operations, the green haired man mentally prepared himself. First his legs, the armor hand compressed cuffs wrapped around his ankles and locked the plating around him. The plated shell around his thighs were simply strapped over while the chestpiece worked similar to a vest. His shoulder guards were wrapped around his biceps accordingly with the trustiest adhesive possible: Velcro. His forearms were compressed around his wrists, leaving the hands free for gloves. The armor pieces of both the legs and arms had connective pneumatics which were attached to a gearbox located along the back of his waist. The aforementioned gearbox had a cable that would link with his helmet, and once that was done, the SAW was primed and ready. Taking a look at himself in the mirror, Midoriya found it odd that his armor made him look like a dark green, dark gray rabbit.

'You fucker.'

"Shut up, I didn't expect this."

'Next thing you know, both of you are getting married, get real- Midoriya.'

Midoriya shook his head and left his restroom, staring out at the now clean rooms. The green haired man started to recycle all of the loose and empty beer cans everywhere- which took a while, but his overall attitude of cleanliness has changed. It was a lot easier to do when he found out that he couldn't hear Horizon when he was doing chores or working on contraptions. Midoriya hasn't found himself drinking as much as he used to- his smoking habits haven't really been changed however. Donning his gloves and grabbing his weapons, the now armored Midoriya walked outside of his abode and immediately found himself face to face with Usagiyama.

"U-uh… Hey." The green haired man looked down at the rabbit woman.

"You're starting to get real crafty, aren't ya?" Usagiyama poked at the armor with a slight intrigue, "Kinda like a bunny, don't ya think?"

Taking off his helmet and scratching his neck, Midoriya averted his gaze, "Not really…"

Okay. He's quickly come to the conclusion that his design choice is being questioned and his emotional state must be degrading. Taking a deep breath to re-collect his thoughts, the taller figure looked down at Usagiyama.

"Well, what now?" Midoriya questioned the pro hero.

"What do you think, Fluffy?" The rabbit woman opened her arms with a smile, "That armor better be a blessing for ya."

"It will."


The situation was a simulated night raid, something that Midoriya could put his original SAT ability to the test. Unfortunately for him, tight situations and even tighter spots were Usagiyama's own little specialty. More surface area in compact zones means more places for her to generate momentum and therefore making her attacks even more devastating. Without the SAW, Midoriya would have an incredible amount of trouble- fortunately for him, he finished in time. Rappelling alongside the brick wall, the green haired man felt an odd serenity rush through his body.

"Go time."

'Go time.'

Lining up to a window and hopping, Midoriya breached the structure, landing on his feet and raising his shotgun. Breach- complete. His visor gleamed green until it rectified itself, dampening its color as it adjusted to the environment. Clearly each room in a near mechanical manner, the SAT captain started to wonder why his enemy was being so quiet- uncharacteristically quiet. He was extremely wary as his boots echoed against the cement flooring. The visor was exceptional, it allowed verdant night vision, target acquisition, and ranging capability. The night vision and target acquisition didn't seem to help him find Usagiyama- his heart rate starting to increase. Needless to say, he didn't like this at all.

Finding himself near a hallway, the green haired man pressed his back against the wall before turning inwards. A slow peek down his right was met with darkness and a sudden burst of kinetic force. Barely able to react, Midoriya yanked his head back under cover as a rabbit woman sized missile impacted the wall to his left- the armored man raising his shotgun and firing two shells before needing to dodge a rebound strike. She wasn't playing around this time.

The pneumatics were pushed to its limits as the green haired man pivoted on his feet and looked for some breathing room. Usagiyama recovered her attacks and brought herself into another low stance- a smile plastered across her face. There was about 15 meters between the two with little to no exits for Midoriya. If he could get creative, he would've but the structure was bare empty and mostly made for the use of heroes instead of officers like him. So the green haired man did the next best thing: Compiled his current resources. Two stun grenades, two smoke grenades, one Shockwire Net, one polymer combat knife, ten rubber buckshots, twelve rubber slugs.

Ruthlessly creating a crater with her legs, Usagiyama rotated herself into a drop kick- the green haired man reactively pulling himself back to narrowly evade the strike. In his dodge Midoriya slung his shotgun and drew his polymer combat knife from a wrist compartment. He made sure to take more steps back as the rabbit woman landed and kicked off the ground again- her relentless onslaught forcing the SAT captain to move with split-second reactions. These reactions took up a lot of stamina and were exhausting maneuvers- something that Midoriya wasn't entirely a fan of when they were back-to-back.

"Come on! Fight back, Green!" Usagiyama narrowly missed Midoriya again, landing behind him and spinning on her hands to kick forward.

The SAT captain's exoskeleton was necessary for him to make it this far in a true duel with his mentor. However, it could only help him dodge so much as he felt the brutal attacks hit his back and cause him to stagger. The rabbit woman kept her assault going- spinning on her hands and rotating her body so she could get into her low stance. In a slow response to Usagiyama striking his upper waist, Midoriya kicked on his feet and turned towards her- the now airborne and tackling tanned woman filling his vision. Closing the distance, the rabbit woman caught Midoriya's neck in her left inner elbow, pointing her feet past him to utilize her momentum and weight to bring the larger figure down. Midoriya's back slammed against the ground and knocked his breath out.

"Okay… Okay…" Midoriya tapped on the woman's grasp around his neck.

Letting the armored man go, Usagiyama scurried a few centimeters away as he went into a wide sprawl onto the ground.

"You're bummin' me out. I thought you'd get stronger with that suit," Usagiyama sat in a position comfortable to her, "not weaker."

Taking off his helmet, the green haired man brought his right hand up to his face and covered his eye. His breathing was coarse as he slowly rejuvenated his body- the cold dark air pressing against his face.

"Maybe you're just too strong." Midoriya's chest heaved, "Way too strong for me…"

"Thanks!" The rabbit woman smiled which caused Midoriya to angle his head to look towards her.

"That… W-Well that's not what I meant but…" His eyes were struggling to see the woman in the flickering dim lights of the structure, "I guess."

"Whaddya mean then?" Usagiyama returned his gaze which Midoriya reflexively turned away, "I thought it was a compliment."

"I-It was… Just… I'm also a little disappointed." He took a deep breath, "Thought I could beat you this time."

"Maybe if ya used a flash bang, ya would've won." Midoriya could feel Usagiyama's eyes on the top of his head as she spoke, "Why didn't you do it? Ya had a lot of opportunities to."

The armored man laid on the ground for a moment and remembered whenever he used a stun grenade against her. It was very simple: Usagiyama has a 'war face'- an adrenaline charged smile while she brawls. The sudden ear-rending noise of a stun grenade when mixed with her other quirk attributes, most notably, enhanced hearing was a horrible concoction. Her smile quickly degrades into an expression of seething rage and her attacks become more animalistic. The attacks, Midoriya could handle, but her expression- something about it just didn't sit right with him.

"I-I couldn't find it in time." The SAT captain decided to mask his reasoning, he wasn't able to find the courage to speak the truth.

'You little bitch.'

Usagiyama drew her head back a bit and raised an eyebrow, "You ain't unorganized like that. Come on now."

"...I swear."

"Sure." Usagiyama smirked and extended her arm and flicked Midoriya's head, the green haired man recoiling slightly, "That reminds me, you don't have any hero moves or anythin' like that, do ya?"

"Uh… Not really, no. I don't need them… do I?" A level of confusion washed over Midoriya as he responded to Usagiyama, "I don't even have a quirk."

"Ya bring up a good point." The rabbit woman extended her legs outwards and leaned back while resting on her palms, "If you're gonna be a hero, you might as well dig into it right?"

"Maybe." It wasn't a far-fetched idea to say that Midoriya was conflicted, was a hero's identity that important? He actually found that he cringed just at the thought of saying a move's name during combat.

"Also, what about your job?" Usagiyama squinted.

The two of them sat for a moment, the dawning realization about the fact that their current co-existence was due to malpractice. Funnily enough, Midoriya slightly chuckled. The rabbit woman tilted her head a bit and looked towards him.

"I find it funny that you bring that up." The green haired man rolled over and looked up at Usagiyama, "What about your job?"

"Well, there aren't really any parameters for being a hero." The tanned woman scanned the ceiling, "Ya just kinda do stuff and kick some villains in the ass."

"Thought this was training." Midoriya looked at the rabbit woman.

"Well, yeah, it was but ya didn't do too well." She brought her gaze downwards and seemingly teased the armored man with a grin, "You ain't been up to speed for a while now, is this your peak?"

"I… I hope not." The green haired man looked away.

Usagiyama's smile faded, "Come on. Look alive. I don't like seein' ya bummed out like that."

"I guess you're right." Midoriya took a deep breath and stretched his body out onto the floor, "What now?"

"I dunno, I'm bored." The rabbit woman stood up, "Let's go do somethin'. Or kick somethin'."

"I haven't eaten," Midoriya pushed himself upwards and wiped dust and debris off of him, "have you?"

"Do I have to cook?" Usagiyama started to exit the faux structure, a slight spring in her step.

"No." The larger figure followed close behind, "Do I have to get in your arms?"

"That's how we got here didn't we?" The two stood in the open area with Usagiyama's arms wide open.

"...You know I have a car, right?" Midoriya's shoulders slumped down as he became demoralized.

"Shaddup." Usagiyama kicked the man's leg and lifted him up- immediately dropping him, "Holy shit, ya got heavier!"

Clanging against the floor and lifting himself up, Midoriya was clearly irked. He weighed 65 kilogrammes on his own- which was mostly muscle and scarred tissue. In addition, the SAW system weighed, on its own, 160 kilogrammes. For reference: a common plate carrier weighs within the ranges of 10-15 kilogrammes and the user of the SAW feels as if it weighs 30 kilogrammes. The machine pretty much demands someone who was physically capable of running it without failure and it made up for being grappled by increasing the user's weight- unfortunately it didn't work too well because Usagiyama knew how to utilize momentum and a target's weight against them. Didn't work too well in this case because she mostly used her legs for all of her destructive power- not her arms. At first, she didn't really feel much from their trip to the field because she had a large amount of energy. After using a sizable amount of energy, she didn't really have additional stamina to carry the armored man.

"Yeah. All my shit is like 200 kilos." Midoriya had a small amount of sass behind his voice which caused Usagiyama to recoil slightly.

"Did I piss you off or something?" The rabbit woman usually didn't speak without an accent when she was her normal self.

"N-No…" The green haired man looked away, "I just… I don't like it when people touch my stuff."

"Right. How fast do ya think you can be in that thing?" Usagiyama shook her head and collected herself, "Time for a run."

"Wha-" Midoriya watched as Usagiyama pulsed off the ground and started to cover the distance they needed to get to the entrance.

Shaking his head, the armored figure drew a hook and threw it at a building, checking it's strength and rappelling up the structure. He was used to this maneuver because it was how he got around as Horizon- through alleyways and along roof tops. Leaning forward and pulsing off the ground, his pneumatics started to push with an incredible power as Midoriya's speed and strength were enhanced. He wasn't able to close the distance between him and Usagiyama but the SAW system nearly doubled his physical ability's effectiveness. The rush felt so natural to him as he leaped from structure to structure. At least this was better than being pummeled by Usagiyama.

Usagiyama could clear the distance in seven minutes with Midoriya in her arms. Midoriya could clear the distance in nine minutes with the SAW equipped. As such, nine minutes passed as the SAT captain did one last hop into a roll into a recovery at the entrance. Standing with her hands crossed, she found something odd about his travel.

"Hey before we leave, I wanna ask you somethin'." Usagiyama helped Midoriya onto his feet- his now increased mass not really allowing her to do much.

"What is it?" The green haired man wiped himself off.

"Ya ever think about how you move?" The rabbit woman looked at the leg armor.

"Not really, no. I just do what I normally do." Midoriya took a moment to think about how he moved, there wasn't really much that he felt he needed to change, "No… Why?"

"Eh. Let's go." Usagiyama shrugged and started to leave the training grounds.


Midoriya stared at the bowl of ramen, he seemed to be lost in thought, the steam rising into the air and brushing by his face. Usagiyama sat beside him and was busy consuming her meal all the while attracting the gaze of many people. She didn't mind the attention, but Midoriya very much did- he wasn't one to be stared at by a vast amount of figures. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was very uncomfortable now that he was starting to realize that there was a world around him that wasn't composed of only enemies.

"Hey, eat up, Green." Usagiyama took a quick glance over to her comrade, "It's gonna get all soggy and sad."

Snapping out of his trance, the green haired man proceeded to take a bite. He didn't expect it to have an apparent taste because he's only recently been able to regain the sensation. His expectations were clearly met as it had a faded taste to it and so he instinctively asked for a beer which caused Usagiyama to stare at him.

"W-what?" Midoriya slowly exchanged her now glare.

"It's 12:00." The rabbit woman wasn't happen with the fact that her partner received a large mug of alcohol, "You're not drinkin' all that."

"...Please?" His addiction was starting to reveal its ugly head again.

"Half." Usagiyama's reply caused him to internally cheer followed by the groan of Horizon.

After a few bites of ramen, Midoriya reached for the mug of ale and quickly found it being yanked from his reach by the rabbit woman beside him. She took multiple large gulps and slid the remainder towards the green haired man. He couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed that she did that, squinting his eyes and finishing the rest of the drink. As he started to think, Midoriya came to an odd conclusion- pulling the glass away from his mouth. She… She just drank from this… Then he drank from it… She did this a few two months ago as well. Did he just indirectly kiss her twice without realizing it? Midoriya's face slightly went red as he thought to himself- the rabbit woman catching onto his reaction and furling her eyebrows.

"What?" Usagiyama was clearly confused.

"I… Nothing." Midoriya shook his head and hardened his resolve, his alcoholism was stronger than his feelings of perversion.

He felt incredibly powerful yet dirty while he consumed the rest of the drink.

Nearing the end of his meal, a large blast reached both of their ears and they kicked into gear instantly, Midoriya throwing an unreasonable amount of yen on the table. It was clearly far too much money but he was running off of shock. Vaulting over the table, Usagiyama exited the door with Midoriya close behind- far down the street was a blazing pyre of a structure. Civilians were already being guided away from the structure by two familiar figures: Eraserhead and a young man in a white suit and long crimson cloak. From what Midoriya could remember, the cloaked man was there when fighting the gang a few months back. This information wasn't important, for now, the duo rushed down the street and engaged the situation.

Getting a quick briefing, the two learned that the structure spontaneously combusted. The two on scene currently don't know why the building exploded, but they were nearby and acted accordingly. Scanning the structure, Midoriya could tell that it was a manufacturing facility with a few three floors, the ground floor for machinery and the other two for offices and the like. Thinking for a moment, Midoriya realized that it was a weekday so there was a massive possibility that the structure was full of workers- possibly in terrible danger. Without realizing it, Midoriya sprinted into the building- there was no fear in his mind, only the understanding that there was possibly even more volatile material that could kill everyone inside.

"Green-!" Usagiyama failed to stop him, shaking her head and following suit.

The air was blistering hot as Midoriya donned his helmet and continued to move. Despite the internal temperature regulation, the raging flames felt like they knew exactly how to bypass it. Stopping in an opening surrounded by broken mechanical arms, the armored man scanned the environment and looked for anyone, anything that was alive. Fortunately for him, there were a few people who laid unconscious on the ground. Swiftly rushing towards a man stuck under a collapsed conveyor belt, Midoriya used all of his possible strength to push it upwards. Without the SAW system, the green haired man wouldn't have been able to do a thing for him. The Special Assault Weave allowed Midoriya to lift double his weight and the SAW's for at a maximum of 400 - 450 kilogrammes. It did require a tremendous amount of concentration to lift things beyond 250 kilogrammes but it was within the realm of possibility. This conveyor belt was within that range as the green haired man clenched his teeth and pushed his pneumatic muscles to their maximum. Taking a deep breath and preparing to move fast, Midoriya used his left hand to slow the conveyor's dangerous fall as he used his right hand to pull the unconscious worker out from underneath.

"Midoriya!" Usagiyama made it towards Midoriya with a wet torn rag to cover her mouth and nose.

"Get him out-" The green haired man dropped the machine and took heavy breaths, locking his eyes onto the next set of workers, "-and get me some more fucking help!"

The rabbit woman didn't argue, swiftly moving to grab the unconscious man and exiting the building. She kept herself as low as possible in order to not have her lungs filled with smoke and ash. Midoriya pressed onwards through the blaze. He moved the unconscious and conscious people in a manner as if they were on a conveyor belt of their own with Usagiyama guiding them out of the building accordingly. After a minute the heat was starting to get to him and his armor- it was starting to slow down. There was a lot more he had to do as he kept moving through the structure, reaching a stairwell and heading upwards to the first floor. Upon reaching the first floor, the green haired man noticed something odd.

Signs of a fight- or even something worse. There were indents and streaks against the charred walls as if something cut through it. Reactively, Midoriya drew his shotgun and scanned the area. The wall across from the armored man combusted, Midoriya raising his forearm and covering his head as a figure stepped through the destruction.

"You…" She was wearing a long fire-proof cloak made of a reflective material, "You're familiar."

Midoriya didn't know who the figure was and quickly disengaged, rotating down the stairwell and into the manufactory's opening. Snapping his vision around, the green haired man learned that the figure didn't follow him- but a very disgusting smell of burnt caramel entered his system. It seemingly came from above him which caused Midoriya to look upwards and his eyes widened. Nitroglycerin.

It was a concentrated blast meant to kill anyone below it- funneled and structured to form a deadly beam. Midoriya was barely able to dodge it as more of these traps started to reveal themselves and explode. The armored man continued to move and evade the attacks- each one getting closer and closer, oddly only coming from the ceiling. After a few six or so explosives, Midoriya started to understand what was happening. Originally he believed that the structure's original explosion was due to a technical malfunction- this was more akin to another terrorist attack. The stench reminded him of the attack a few months ago- the very unique smell of Nitroglycerin explosives. He remembered that the explosion was caused by those "Army" terrorists a while back- a figure named 'Valchon'. They didn't apprehend someone with an explosive quirk that time- which could quite possibly mean that the woman he just met was Valchon. Furthermore, they were well organized from what he remembered. There was also a lot more than one expects when encountering a terrorist cell.

Dodging the tenth attack, Midoriya was becoming fatigued- anticipating the next blast but it never came. Taking heavy breaths and glancing around, the green haired man heard an echoing crack as something impacted his shoulder- was he just shot? Spinning around and pressing his back against a pillar, Midoriya tried to collect more information. He was extremely glad that his armor was tough but it was made to protect the synthetic muscles, not necessarily his own. Now, Midoriya was in a horrible situation. He was being attacked on multiple fronts with little to no information- and without information, he couldn't fight. If he can't fight, then he will die. Clenching his teeth and peeking from cover, Midoriya spotted something odd as the crimson cloaked figure seemingly melded out of the ground and slugged a gunman that he previously didn't spot through the fire. Scanning the situation, Midoriya spotted the area above the move start to glow and bubble as if the cement was being changed and manipulated- if that attack hit him, he would've been killed instantly.

"Above you!" The armored man roared out to the hero who quickly looked up and reactive, dodging the explosive strike and repositioning himself.

"Thanks!" The blond man seemingly smiled and spun on his feet, taking a step forward and punching the terrorist near him.

This was advantageous for him. He could leave the hero to his own resources and he might possibly die or Midoriya could help him. He was genuinely contemplating on leaving the blond man to fight with his own senses but found that he couldn't possibly do such- aiming his shotgun at the terrorist and firing a well positioned rubber slug into his shoulder. It was a dangerous shot to take but Midoriya had a feeling that the blond would've been fine noticing all the attacks that the terrorist returned were physically unable to touch him. A final strike against the terrorist's jaw and he was knocked unconscious- the blond man quickly positioning the criminal in a safe position and binding him.

"There's more up top." The armored man turned towards the stairwell and was quickly stopped.

"You helped me out right there! I would've gotten blasted." The blond man smiled and held his hand out to Midoriya, "You're a hero right? I'm Lemillion!"

Midoriya was quite glad that 'Lemillion' couldn't see his expression due to his helmet- the level of confusion he was feeling was disturbing. Was… Was Lemillion not aware that the area around them was literally on fire and there are terrorists inside the structure? Midoriya took a deep breath and shook his hand quickly, turning to the stairwell once again.

"Green. Special Assault Team."

"Spec… What?" Lemillion followed close, he was clearly paying attention to his surroundings despite being energetic.

"...Don't worry about it. Be careful up here, there could be traps at any corner." Midoriya watched the breach that Valchon created, gripping at his shotgun.

The green haired man was getting desperate. The office floors should be the most populated but there was no one- not even corpses. It was dimensionally different from when he first encountered these "Liberators" because all he saw that previous time was piles and piles of viscera. Something like that sticks with people so he was slightly glad that Lemillion didn't have to witness the same- but it was still completely… Alien to him. The two were wary as they continued, checking every room only to see that there was… Nothing. There were no signs of distress- it was more like everyone that would've been there left for a lunch break.

Eventually the two found another stairwell and nodded at each other- an odd unspeakable understanding. Midoriya took the lead and took a look around. Once again- it was empty. He even started to second guess himself, it had to be a work day, otherwise there wouldn't be workers on the ground floor. None of this made sense. The first step he took onto the second floor was immediately illuminated by multiple explosive traps being primed- Lemillion's reaction time was faster than Midoriya's as he pulled the armored man back. It was like a saturation bombing as an array of nitroglycerin combustions went off. Midoriya was starting to question the structural integrity of the building as Usagiyama and Eraserhead finally arrived behind them.

Midoriya's visor gleamed as it re-corrected through the smoke and fire. His eyes widened. Six armed figures- Valchon standing in their midst. Behind them were multiple workers tied and bound with white putty pressed against their chests.

"What the fuck…" Usagiyama whispered to herself.

The armored man's mind kicked into overdrive- as far as he could tell, they were all hostages. About thirteen civilians were unable to move and were about 25 meters away from him with only debris and mangled metal desks for cover. Furthermore, the explosives that were used to kill him and Lemillion were completely quirk based, and if his thinking was right: Each one of those workers were strapped with nitroglycerin suicide vests. Lemillion tried to take a step forward but Midoriya stopped him.

"Stay." The green haired man put his shotgun in the blond's chest and walked forward with his hands raised.

"Good thinking, fucker." Valchon was clearly angry as she stood up and touched the ground, the cement becoming a ball and being lifted by her, "If you take a step, I'll kill one of them."

Across the faces of the hostages was nothing but agony. Midoriya could hear the three heroes behind him trying to figure out what they were going to do- a little surprised that Usagiyama was also in the planning. That wasn't important right now, the green haired man needed to know what Valchon wanted. Unlike his fight with Vitalis and… the pipe girl, Valchon had live hostages- the woman didn't need to kill anyone to utilize her quirk. Now, Midoriya wasn't a very good negotiator. He was a sharpshooter at best- this was outside of his realm of ability but he needed to figure out how to approach this.

"What do you want?" The green haired man's voice was still distorted behind the helmet.

"Haha… What do I want? I want a helicopter and Vitalis." The woman responded, "Until then, one of these guys die every hour. I don't want to do that and I don't think you want me to either."

Ah shit. They want a helicopter. Midoriya knew that getting criminals a helicopter would be physically and financially impossible- let alone getting the clearance to do so. Second off, Vitalis was a convicted criminal who quite literally massacred over thirty people. These demands weren't very realistic for anyone.

"You are correct, I would rather you not kill anyone." The armored man was very careful with his words, "Listen, I'll get you what you want if you leave them alone."

She was a lot smarter than Vitalis with her attack but her demands were straight out of a movie. Midoriya had been in a position like this before. The difference was that he was on a breaching team opposed to a negotiator. A breaching team? The SAT captain figured out what he needed to do- taking a step backwards towards the stairwell.

"I'll be back with your helicopter." It was a white lie.

Once he wandered past the view of Valchon, Midoriya turned to the three other heroes who looked at him as if they were ready to rip through the building.

"We need to regroup and make this work in…" The green haired man's eyes looked at the top right of his visor, "Forty-two minutes."

"What? They have hostages that we need to save!" Lemillion wasn't too happy about Midoriya's words, "We need to get them out of there now!"

"What the fuck are ya plannin', Green?" Usagiyama wasn't completely excited by the information either, "You better not be plannin' on giving them a fuckin' helicopter."

"Of course not." Midoriya snickered at the thought of getting a helicopter for criminals, "But we can't walk in right now- they have each hostage locked up with a bomb. Even if we manage to sneak them out- they could still… Die. Horribly."

"He's right." It was clear that no one was happy with the turn of events, including Eraserhead, "If we act too fast, we'll only be walking out of here alone. We need to regroup and focus on getting everyone out safely."

"Let's deal with the fire for now, if not, they'll be using it as a way to escape or cause even more chaos." Midoriya took a deep breath and hastily hopped down the stairwell, "They'll be waiting until we do something… and we need to do something fast."