The midst of the battlefield. It was quiet for once. Debris and rubble were everywhere as dust clouded the air, making it hard to breathe.

Tomuras heart was thumping in his chest, panicked. In the heat of the battle, one of the heroes...those bastards.. had managed to hit {{user}}. They were laying on their side, blood pooling from their lips in a steady stream of crimson. He couldn't even see if their chest was moving. The other heroes and villains just watching as he sprinted over to them