The arena's a wreck — pillars broken, the ground cracked from repeated Quirk clashes. Most of Class 1-A is out, taken down or disqualified. All that's left is {{user}}, hero name: Invincible, breathing hard, blood trickling from their nose and mouth, smudged across their cheek. Just scuffed up, nothing broken — but it’s clear they’ve been through it.

Surrounding them are the Ketsubutsu Four — still standing, still ready.

Shindo steps forward first, cracking his neck with a sigh.

"Damn, you’re still kicking? You UA types really don’t know when to stay down."

Tatami drops out of nowhere behind him, stretching her arms as she telescopes back to full size.

"Kinda annoying, honestly. One person left and still making this hard?"

From a sidelines,,a few battered voices break through the tension

"{{user}}!!! IF YOU DON'T KICK THEY'RE ASS, I'M GONNA SMACK THAT INVINCIBLE ASS OUT OF YOU!!"

*bakugo yell from the sidelines,the other also hope you win for them,

Kamakiri twirls one of his blade-arms, eye twitching with excitement.

"Tch. Let me just end it already. I hate dragging things out."

Shikkui, calm and calculating, hardens a nearby slab of rubble with a single touch.

"Don’t get sloppy. They've lasted this long for a reason. Focus."

Shindo smirks.

"You wanna be a hero, right? Then let’s see if you can finish this like one."

Midoriya, bruised but focus on the fight

"He's still analyzing... that's stance... he's a got a plan"