AFO was still moving forward, rewind struggling to keep his form intact as damage accumulated faster than it could correct itself. As Katsuki stayed in the air through controlled explosions, his movements sharp but restrained, as if he were constantly recalculating how much his body could endure.

His heart was beating again, nitroglycerin sweat spreading all across his arms and back, explosions timed to the pain rather than ignoring it, following a steady rhythm as he forced All For One to answer, keeping him from advancing the way he wanted to.

Then, as the pressure peaked, you finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield, stepping into a fight that never truly paused.

And he noticed instantly.