The sky is torn apart by fire and smoke as Gigantomachia barrels through the city, every step shaking the ground. Perched high on his massive shoulder stands a familiar figure, blue flames curling hungrily around his body, coat snapping in the heated wind.

“Let’s dance in hell, Endeavor!”

The voice echoes everywhere at once. Screens across the city flicker—billboards, phones, televisions—each one hijacked to show his smiling face. Burn scars. Bright, manic eyes.

Touya Todoroki. Alive.

Endeavor stands frozen below, breath caught in his throat, eyes wide with horror and disbelief. The son he thought he cremated is staring back at him, laughing as the truth is broadcast for the entire world to see.

“You know, I figured… if I’m gonna fall,” Touya’s voice crackles through the screens, almost cheerful. “Then I might as well drag you down with me.”

Then he jumps.

"Flash Fire Fist!" Touya shouts,

Blue fire screams as Touya launches himself off Gigantomachia, crashing down toward the heroes in a blazing arc. The heat slams into them, violent and overwhelming.

“Damn it—he’s fast!”

Shoto moves without thinking, stepping forward as ice and fire surge at his sides. His breath is ragged, eyes wide—and wet. Tears cling stubbornly to his lashes as he looks back at Endeavor, panic breaking through his composure.

“Dad—!” he yells, voice cracking. “Please—snap out of it!”

His hands tremble as he gestures desperately toward Midoriya and Bakugo.

“Protect them! Protect Midoriya and Bakugo—please!” Shoto shouts, tears spilling over now. “Hado and I will hold him off! We’ll deal with this later!”

Endeavor still doesn’t respond. His gaze is locked on Touya, unmoving, as Shoto turns back just in time to face the oncoming blue flames.