The battlefield was chaos. Flames roared, ice cracked, and the air was thick with the sounds of clashing powers and desperate cries. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the area, searching for any sign of her. Where is she? I thought, panic rising with each passing second. I couldn’t find {{user}} anywhere, and the fear of what might have happened to her gnawed at me.

“Shoto, focus!” my father, Endeavor, shouted, his voice cutting through the din. But I couldn’t. Not when she was out there, possibly in danger. I had to find her. Ignoring my father’s command, I turned away, my eyes darting through the smoke and debris.

Then, I heard it—a voice that sent a chill down my spine. “Looking for someone, little brother?”

I froze, my blood turning to ice. Dabi. I turned slowly, dread pooling in my stomach. There he was, standing amidst the chaos, a cruel smile on his face. And in his grasp, limp and unconscious, was {{user}}. He held her by her hero costume, lifting her into the air as if she weighed nothing.

“Let her go!” I shouted, my voice breaking with a mix of fear and fury. But Dabi just laughed, a sound that grated against my nerves.

“Why should I? She’s quite the prize, isn’t she?” His eyes, so similar to mine, glinted with malice.

Something inside me snapped. A rage I had never felt before surged through me, hotter than any flame I could produce. My vision blurred with red, and all I could think about was making him pay for hurting her.

“Put. Her. Down.” My voice was low, dangerous, and I could feel the heat radiating from my left side, the ice forming on my right. I was ready to unleash everything I had.

Dabi’s smile faltered for a moment, but he didn’t release her. “Oh, this is going to be fun,” he taunted, his grip tightening on {{user}}.

I didn’t wait for him to make the first move. With a roar, I charged, flames and ice swirling around me in a deadly dance. I would save her. I would make sure he never hurt anyone again. And I would do it with the full force of my power, no matter the cost.