In a warehouse in Tokyo, The thundering bass of the dance beat echoed through the abandoned warehouse in Tokyo, colorful lights flashing through the windows as the heroes entered. Inside, the place was packed with partying teens, moving in sync with the music. Kitsune led the way, her confident strides commanding attention, with the rest of the Pro Heroes—Dynamight, Shoto, and Deku—following close behind. Dynamight, back in his usual irritated mood, scowled as the crowd pressed around them.

"Step aside, mortals! The master of illusion has arrived!" Kitsune declared, her voice rising above the music.

She paused briefly, glancing back to see Miko lingering near the warehouse entrance. Miko hesitated, nervously weaving her way through the dancers. Her movements were awkward, and she was bumped and jostled at every step.

"Gomen… Gomen…" she muttered, trying to stay polite, only to wince moments later. "Ow! You stepped on my foot!"

Kitsune shook her head in exasperation and turned back toward the others. "This is a lost cause," she muttered under her breath as she ventured further into the crowd, leaving Miko to fend for herself.

Kitsune laughed as she twirled to the beat. "Come on, you big tough heroes! Don't tell me you're afraid of a little dancing!"

Dynamight scoffed. "Dancing's a waste of time."

"I bet Shoto can do the Robot," he added sarcastically, smirking at his teammate.

Shoto turned to Dynamight with his usual deadpan expression. "Why would I do something so embarrassing?"

Ignoring them both, Kitsune spun into the center of the dance floor. Deku hesitated, then smiled awkwardly and joined her, his movements stiff but genuine. Even Shoto eventually began to sway subtly to the beat. Dynamight rolled his eyes but, after a moment, stomped his foot in time with the music.

From the edge of the party, Miko watched her teammates blend into the crowd. She crossed her arms and muttered to herself, "This is stupid. Why don't you just talk to her? She's being a real jerk. But… I just can't."

Xxx

Far out in the Pacific Ocean, a dark ship loomed against the horizon. Onboard, Black Angel stood at the helm, his wings casting long shadows under the dim moonlight. He stared at the coastline on a massive screen in front of him, his sharp gaze unyielding.

"She may have defeated one dragon," he said, his voice a low growl, "but she won't fare so well against three."

He raised a hand, and three massive dragons emerged from the depths, their glowing eyes fixed on the distant city. One by one, they launched themselves toward Tokyo, their sleek forms disappearing beneath the waves as they raced to their target.

XXX

The pounding music was muffled on the rooftop of the warehouse. Miko sat on a ledge, her head resting in her hands. She let out a deep sigh, staring out over the city lights.

"Perhaps I do not belong here after all," she murmured softly to herself.

The creak of a door startled her, and she turned to see Deku stepping out onto the roof. He closed the door behind him and walked toward her with a gentle expression.

"You don't belong here?" he asked, his voice kind. "You belong down there, having fun with the rest of us."

"It's not fun for me," Miko said quietly. She tried to smile but quickly gave up, her shoulders slumping. "I'm happy to see my sister, but… Kitsune rules at everything. She's amazing at games, she's great with plants, and her moves are incredible. And me? I'm just… not like her."

Deku placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "No, you're not like her. But—"

Before he could finish, the door creaked open again. Kitsune stepped onto the roof, striking a dramatic pose.

"How do I look?" she asked with a grin

"Fine," Deku replied, glancing briefly at her. "Can you give us a minute here?"

Kitsune tilted her head, surprised by the blunt response, but the sound of music drifting from below caught her attention.

"Oh! I love this song!" she exclaimed, grabbing Deku's arm

"Kitsune—wait!" he protested, but she yanked him through the skylight, diving straight into the party below. The glass swung shut behind them, leaving Miko alone once again.

She sighed, standing up from the ledge, when a faint noise caught her attention. She turned her gaze upward, her eyes narrowing.

"Huh?" she muttered.

From behind the glowing neon sign atop the warehouse, something moved. A pair of glowing red eyes emerged, followed by the massive head of a dragon. With a terrifying roar, the creature lunged toward her.

XXX

The party continued in full swing below, the music pounding as Kitsune, Deku, Shoto, and Dynamight moved with the rhythm. Shoto, surprisingly light on his feet, drew a few admiring glances, while Dynamight begrudgingly participated, his movements growing more confident.

Dynamight suddenly stopped, his sharp eyes snapping upward. "What the hell?" he muttered.

The others followed his gaze to the skylight. Against the glass, Miko and the dragon were locked in a desperate struggle. Her glowing Lotis attacks clashed with the creature's fiery breath, lighting up the sky in a dramatic display.

"Damn it!" Dynamight growled, his hands already crackling with energy.

Before anyone could react, the dragon roared and wrapped its massive claws around Miko. With a powerful thrust of its wings, it shattered the skylight and disappeared into the night, taking her with it.

The heroes stood frozen for a moment, the party around them oblivious to the battle that had just taken place above

"We have to go after her!" Deku shouted, his determination cutting through the music.

Kitsune's confident expression hardened into a glare. "I'll take the lead. Let's move!"

Without hesitation, the Pro Heroes bolted toward the exit, leaving the party behind as they prepared to face the danger