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Grunts and yelps of excruciating pain echoes throughout the entire plaza as the Nomu continues to break and snap every bone in Aizawa's arms while remaining on sitting on the pro hero's back. The pro hero couldn't do anything as pain and fatigue slowly began to cloud his senses, making him feel like jelly and completely immobile. Despite currently being brutally tortured by the abomination of a monster, he still manages to shift his attention to where a large pile of debris was, where Raven landed and is currently trapped inside unconscious due to the impact. As much as he tried to will his body to move to try and escape, both fatigue and pain was already winning the fight within his system as he laid on the ground in the hands of the villains around him. The overwhelming anxiety and confusion begins to flood his head at what quirk could this monster possess that his erasure is not working on him.

"Even though you can erase quirks, it's not that impressive when it comes to combat. In the face of overwhelming power, you might as well be quirkless." The blue haired villain merely chuckles out loud, finding the sight of the struggling and beaten up hero entertaining as he continues to spew insults and degradation at him. He once again gestures at the Nomu to continue with their torturous acts, in which the monster obediently complies before smashing the hero's head onto the already crumbling and bloodied ground, not giving the hero a chance to recover from their attacks and merely only continued to suffer at their mercy.

All of a sudden, the warp villain appears out of thin air beside the blue haired villain as to report what he has done so far in trying to apprehend the hero Thirteen, both of them merely watching the gruesome scene unfolding before them. "Shigaraki Tomura." The warp villain announces his presence towards the leader of the villains, completely doxxing his entire identity to everyone who might be listening in on them.

"Kurogiri, did you manage to take down Thirteen?" Shigaraki questions his assistant, yet again doxxing one of the members of the league of villains right out in the open field. But anger and frustration soon flooded his system upon hearing that the warp villain may have successfully managed to put the hero out of action for now, but one of the students of the hero class managed to escape the facility to call for help. Also letting the leader know that the rest of the Titans have already arrived in the USJ as back up and must have split up throughout the facility to cover more grounds.

Upon hearing the news delivered to him by the warp villain, Shigaraki couldn't help but harshly scratch the already dry and reddening skin of his neck, harsh enough that it would cut his skin and make it bleed. "Kurogiri, if you weren't our warp gate, I would've crushed you to pieces by now." He angrily threatens the villain beside him, who could only bow his head in apologies for not doing everything he could to ensure the victory of their plans.

"It'll be game over for us if the pros arrive here. It's officially game over for us this time. I guess we'll just have to go home then." Shigaraki calmly announces once he has managed to stop threatening his companion and merely lets out a loud sigh as he casts his eyes towards the ceiling of the facility, almost as if he's trying to look for some sort of clue on what he should do next. His mind trying to rack up every idea possible he can think of on how they can ensure their victory for this ambush all in while All Might has not yet arrived.

"But of course, before we leave, let's try to destroy some of his pride as the Symbol of Peace." Shigaraki announces as he quickly turns around and dashes towards the three UA students, cowering within the shallow parts of the lake near the plaza, raising his hands towards them as if to try and crumble them into dust. Almost as if he wanted to leave a reminder that evil was once crowding the USJ and that All Might was too late to save some of his beloved students.

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