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•˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚•
"In your right pocket.. they were there entertainer?" Shoji's six dexterous arms swiftly converged, revealing the items of his search. In his grasp, four vibrant blue marbles glimmered under the dim light.
After their encounter with the kidnapper, the group went after him, doing their best on keeping up.
The masked villain's demeanor shifted, his eyes gleaming with surprise and admiration. A deep, rumbling laughter echoed through the air.
"Ho ho ho!" He exclaimed, his voice dripping with amusement. "In that brief moment, you.. well done, Six Arms! Your tactile skills are impressive!"
With a theatrical flourish, the villain brought his hands together in a resounding clap, his eyes sparkling with delight.
Shoji stood firm, his arms still outstretched, the marbles securely in his grasp.
Without warning, a deep, purple warp swirled to life before the students, it's pulsating edges shimmering with an dark glow. The air seemed to ripple, as it reality itself was bending.
"It's been five minutes since the signal, time to go, Dabi," a low, ominous voice resonated from within the warp's depths, its tone dripping with malevolent intent. The words sent shivers coursing through the students' veins.
The masked villain's expression twisted in disdain, his eyes flashing with annoyance.
"Bad habits die hard," he muttered, shaking his head. "With magic, one of the fundamentals is flair, spectacle... and you," he paused, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
With a fluid motion, he lifted his mask, revealing three gleaming blue marbles nestled on his tongue.
The students exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the atmosphere thickening with tension. Dabi's eyes gleamed with anticipation, his breathing slow and deliberate.
"The game begins," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the warp's gentle hum.
Shoji's eyes widened in astonishment, his grip on the marbles tightening reflexively. "What the—!" He exclaimed, his voice echoing through the tense atmosphere.
In an instant, the marbles in his grasp transformed into delicate ice shards, except one— Aimi's. She fell down on the ground from the sudden impact.
The masked man's eyes flashed with surprise, his composure momentarily broken. "Huh.. wasn't expecting that," he muttered, intrigued. A hint of curiosity danced across his face, but he shrugged it off, his focus returning to his plan. "No matter, she wasn't on the list anyways."
With a sly smile, he continued, "During your freezing attack, I prepared some dummies.. and I cleverly tucked them into my right pocket." He chuckled, relishing the cleverness of his move. "You happily chased after me when you noticed"
