Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 61: USJ (2)

A/N: Here's the other chapter.

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Izuku snarled as he grabbed a villain's face and slammed it against the ground. He heard her skull crack as her limbs jolted for a moment before they went limp. All around him, bodies of villains were scattered with telltale signs of physical abuse. Some had their limbs bent in ways they weren't supposed to, while others didn't have any on them that were obvious. That being said, if they didn't get any medical assistance soon, they would likely end with permanent injuries down the line.

Good. Any less and Izuku would be disgusted with himself. In his opinion, they deserved far, far worse for trying to go after literal children just starting their first year of high school. So what if their main target was All Might? Dragging others into their feud, especially children, was something that Izuku would count as being deserving of death.

The flames licked at his heel, and he frowned. Sighing, Izuku grabbed the villain and threw her someplace far where the flames wouldn't reach her. He gave the same treatment to the others who he sent into unconsciousness, and if they did have some burn marks because the flames licked them while they were down? Sucks to be them, then.

Leaving the pile of bodies behind, he finally found the exit after what felt like an hour of searching, only for the reality to have been a few minutes. Hopefully, that amount of time wouldn't be that problematic for the rest of his class.

Huh, now that he thought of it, why were they even gunning for All Might? He doubted they had something that could rival the power the number one hero of Japan had... Unless they actually had one that could fight on par with him.

Not gonna lie, Izuku thought that was kind of terrifying. For the others, he meant. Sure, All Might may be a god amongst men on Earth, but he can pretty much slap him to kingdom come even with his weakened state.

Finally finding the exit to the conflagration zone – the name of the burning city he was just dropped in – he hesitated for a bit, head turning around to gaze at the flickering flames that dotted the landscape.

Were some of his classmates actually here? Were they also transported to different parts of the USJ just as the attack commenced? During his own fall through the inky darkness that was probably the Quirk of one of the villains, he felt the user struggle against him. Like he wasn't being deposited where he was meant to be.

If that was a special case, were his classmates in even more danger? If they made a mistake with him, what about his classmates? Were they dropped into the biomes they weren't suitable to survive?

Just that thought alone caused ice to drop down his gullet. He was already getting used to his classmates... His friends... Just the thought of losing them, like those he lost back in Lordran, made him fear for their safety.

He scowled. Time was of the essence then. Calling upon the power of the flame within, he channeled a Pyromancy that would no doubt cause him to have slight physical issues during its use. He had used this once during the Entrance Exam, and it cost him his leg – two actually since the other one was broken on impact.

Now, with the First Flame – albeit a weakened version of it – awakened and pulsing deep within his core, he could maybe counteract the extreme use of his body the Pyromancy spell would no doubt do. Feeling the spell pulse within him, it snaked up his arm and into his palm, the primal force of his soul begging to be used. Slamming it against his chest, he felt his senses heighten and his strength surge.