Chapter 14: Freezing Inferno and Awakened Beast
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Ice crackled and shot forward, freezing solid a villain who dared approach head-on. Grave mistake.
Shoto exhaled, a small cloud of steam escaping from his mouth due to the temperature difference...
Then, there was a small whistling sound behind him. Shoto turned to the side and tilted his head, the blade of a knife brandished by a villain grazing his face. He immediately grabbed the outstretched arm of the man, freezing him on the spot...
"I'm sorry, but we're just playing on different levels... You were outmatched since the start."
Shoto then exhaled again... Before ducking under the outstretched arm of the frozen man and slowly descending the hill...
The villains were so pathetic... An intense heat soon greeted him, and soon he was walking amidst the flames... He raised his hands, disdainfully freezing those pathetic flames that were hindering his progress...
Suddenly, there was a roar and screams of pain...
Two villains emerged from a blaze, tearing off their clothes and clawing at their rapidly burning skin.
One of them staggered toward Shoto, an arm outstretched, face twisted in pain...
The next second, two ice spikes pierced through his abdomen, coming out the other side before a glacier engulfed him and his companion, blowing out the flames like pathetic candles and drastically cooling the air.
He heard curses in a language that was certainly not Japanese, an order, and two clones appeared in his field of vision...
He vaguely recognized one of them, but he was so useless and pathetic in his eyes that he dismissed the sense of déjà vu. Both carried large canisters on their backs, a cable connecting their weapon to these canisters.
A flamethrower... Shoto had never seen one... But using one was so... Primal... Even quirkless soldiers no longer used them in the JSDF.
One of them was fiddling with his weapon, clearing the ice from the barrel until the kind of nozzle they had began to emit a timid little flame... The other froze upon seeing him, and the dual-haired boy noticed a fist clenching in restrained anger.
But whatever the clone's desires were, he did nothing.
"Ah... There you are, pretty little flame...," murmured the other, who was fiddling with his weapon in an admiring tone...
Shoto looked at him coldly with some disgust, a pyromaniac, the kind of person rejected by society for being completely insane; they didn't deserved to live.
The dual-haired boy's thoughts were interrupted when excited shouts and laughter rose.
The boy prepared his quirk, his right arm cooling rapidly, the lens of his helmet made of a material similar to ice shining ominously as frost began to appear on his face...
Behind him, the two clones adjusted their flamethrowers, a gleam of anticipation shining in their eyes. He couldn't help but feel disdain for the two. Poor fools... Nothing more than defective instruments, incapable of truly understanding his power...
"Stay back and don't get in the way.", growled the boy, stepping forward, the ground cooling and beginning to frost over...
One of the clones nodded without a word, while the other, the one Todoroki might have encountered before, clenched his teeth, a glimmer of resentment briefly shining in his eyes.
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