As the No. 16 Pro Hero in Japan, Yaze Rushito, aka the Morphing Hero: Sentinel, has risen the ranks only 4 years after graduating from UA High. He is invited by Nezu to work as a teacher at UA. What will occur in his time working with the next gener...
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As the clash between Yaze and Vitaevor commenced, the air crackled with energy, both figuratively and literally. Vitaevor, fueled by his sadistic nature, wasted no time in launching his assault.
With a sinister grin, Vitaevor lunged forward, aiming a swift strike at Yaze's midsection. Yaze, relying on his Combat Precognition, anticipated the attack and deftly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Vitaevor's blow.
"You're quick, I'll give you that," Vitaevor remarked, his tone laced with amusement. "But let's see how long you can keep up."
Undeterred by Vitaevor's taunts, Yaze maintained his focus, his eyes locked on his opponent. With a swift movement, Yaze countered, delivering a series of rapid strikes aimed at Vitaevor's defenses.
Vitaevor, however, proved to be a formidable adversary, effortlessly evading Yaze's blows with calculated precision. With each exchange, Vitaevor sought to wear down Yaze's resolve, his words a constant barrage of psychological warfare.
"You think you can defeat me, Sentinel?" Vitaevor sneered, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "You're nothing but a broken Hero, haunted by your past failures."
Yaze gritted his teeth, refusing to let Vitaevor's words penetrate his defenses. He could tell that Vitaevor's true strength lay not just in his physical prowess, but in his ability to manipulate and deceive.
"I've faced greater challenges than you, Vitaevor," Yaze replied, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins. "And I'll overcome this one too."
With renewed determination, Yaze pressed forward, his movements fluid and precise. Vitaevor, sensing the shift in momentum, responded in kind, his attacks becoming more aggressive and calculated.
As the battle raged on, the clash between Yaze and Vitaevor intensified, each combatant pushing themselves to their limits in pursuit of victory. But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, one thing remained certain: neither would back down without a fight.
Vitaevor smirked, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and malice. "You talk a big game, Sentinel. But words won't save you."
With a burst of speed, Vitaevor closed the distance between them, aiming a punch at Yaze's head. Yaze ducked just in time, feeling the rush of air as Vitaevor's fist missed by mere inches. Using his enhanced speed, Yaze retaliated with a powerful kick to Vitaevor's ribs, sending him staggering back.
Vitaevor laughed, a chilling sound that echoed in the confined space. "Not bad. But let's see how you handle this."
He lunged forward, feinting a punch before sweeping his leg at Yaze's feet. Yaze jumped to avoid the sweep, but Vitaevor was already following up with a barrage of energy blasts. Yaze used his wings to dart and weave through the attacks, the blasts scorching the walls around them.
