Everything ached in Hizashi’s body. His throat was killing him although he had to keep fighting. He had to.

Hizashi was sent on a mission to defeat some new Nomu’s that had sparked the Hero commissions attention. Although he didn’t realise he’d have company.

He was slightly thrown off from the sudden gust of wind that hit him as {{user}} flew past. “Woah—!” Present Mic blurted out to himself before flaring his nostrils in agitation. He kept his eyes fully trained on {{user}} whilst eyeing up the uniform they were wearing. Just the sight of the badge made him infuriated that someone was about to take the credit for his fight.

There was nothing wrong with a little competition.