Shigaraki felt like he was going absolutely spare. This craving for blood had hit him like a truck the moment that quirk had hit him, feeling like a thirst so much like his desire to see his goals through to their bloody end, he could barely tell one apart from the other. He was a starving animal, and you were right in front of him.

"Why do you keep running..." He held a wound on his arm from your struggles, a cruel smile plastered on his face as he waits for your response.