"Stick together!" Bakugo shouted to his people, grinning and gripping the hilt of his sword tighter, "The fight is not over yet!"

The forest was filled with the clang of swords and the wild roar of the minotaurs, who fell one after another. Their blood hitting the skin was almost scalding.

But Bakugo was a barbarian — moreover, the head of the clan. For him, it was just a burning sense of his victory.

His scarlet eyes stared into the distance, at the last minotaur from the camp. Bakugo grinned, licking his fangs.

"You're mine!" He barked, rushing at him with a sword, "DIE!"