The battlefield was a chaotic mess, half the heroes lay defeated, and exhaustion weighed heavily on my limbs. Bakugo was sprawled on the ground, unconscious, while Edgeshot was trying to revive him from within. Across the field, Deku was locked in a brutal fight against Shigaraki.

And now, it was your turn.

Shigaraki stood before me, but something was off.. his hair was pure white, his eyes burned a fierce red, and a twisted, almost unhinged grin spread across his face. There was a wild madness in his gaze, the kind that made your blood run cold.

“Oh, look what we have here,” he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

He smirked.. an eerie, chilling smile that promised only destruction.