Uraraka's POV
I stared at Toga running through the trees, the pack of heroes following after her. She was much faster then most of them, leaving them fumbling to catch her. I jumped down and followed behind them as quiet as I could, not that it mattered as the collective crunching of leaves could block out any noise I made. I watched Midnight tear the clothing on her arm, purple gas immediately flowing out onto the ground. That was the end of the line for me. I couldn't follow any longer if I wanted to stay awake. I looked around for another way around. The only thing I could do was wait for the gas to disperse or run through it and pray. I chose the second option, shoving my arm over my mouth and nose and sprinting through the smoke. I kept running until I made it past the smoke. I felt slightly dizzy but kept running. I lowered my arm, spotting the heroes in front of me. I watched them run into the city, leaping fences and walls. I pressed my fingers together and pushed myself forward from a tree, quickly surpassing the group. I stopped on a roof, watching where the heroes would go. They slowed down and turned a corner. I followed after them, finding Mr. Aizawa and Toga, the younger of which was desperately trying to pull off the binding cloth from her arm. I dropped onto the roof of the nearest building and deactivated my quirk. Toga was soon kicking and screaming, trying to get away but failing miserably. The purple smoke soon returning behind them. She struggled a little longer before finally going limp, falling prey to Midnight's quirk. I put my arm back were it was last time I had been faced with the gas, and inspected the situation. There was no chance Toga was awake, Mr. Aizawa still had her in his grasp so there was no possibility for me to grab her and there was no other way to help her with what I had available. After a few seconds of thought, something caught my eye. Something crimson and thicker then water dripping into a small puddle. A glistening puddle of blood dripping from Toga's arm. She had been injured durning the chase. Mr. Aizawa was quick to notice. He picked her up and turned to the others. "We're taking her to UA first, then we go to the police," he told them, lifting her bleeding arm as an explanation. They all looked at each other nervously but agreed. That was my cue to get back fast.
