Boku no Hero Academia

Number 3!

Etsuko's head spiraled with useless ideas as to how to get out of this situation. There seemed to be no one to save but herself and Hastumomo, which means she'd have to worry about someone else getting hurt on her side of the card.
'I have to focus!' Etsuko begged her mind to stop doing backflips with fear, turning to Hatsumomo.
"I mean, the invaders aren't exactly keen on finding me immediately, which means, they don't know the extent of our power. They probably separated us because they didn't know what we could do, and planned to overpower us once we were in smaller groups. None of them are actively trying to find me, which means they're unsure about even attacking... but that means they aren't going to underestimate any of us, either." She rambled on in a faint whisper. Hatsumomo concentrated on every word she said as it tumbled out of Etsuko's face, so fluid and rapid like an endless stream.
"Etsuko,  we can escape using the shield."
"The shield will be no good if it is too damaged by all of these bad guys." Etsuko explained, her power was not yet honed to defensive attacks, but plenty of mock attacks resembling her fathers were under her belt after years of relentless training; her mind was sharp but her heart always faltered. It was time to focus and do some real damage, it isn't training anymore, Etsuko thought, her legs aching to jump into the action, there must be some way to save themselves...

"Hey, I heard his wind is so strong it can cut you. Are you sure you want to mess with this kid?"
"What's the harm a little girlie can do? She's hiding for god's sake!"
"Yes, but she's still a UA student... we shouldn't underestimate her..."
"Say what you want, I'm not a afraid of a little punk-ass kid!" An invader shouts, almost a snarl. Etsuko trembled lightly, raking through her mind for any ideas at all that could help, while villains punched through debris.
'Thats it! I can put up a fight just by seeming threatening, set up a bluff, and only do enough damage so I'm not hurt, or anyone else who's here...' without hesitation, Etsuko rushes back onto the scene, Hatsumomo gasping before she could even think to stop her.
"If wind can be so stong as to cause lacerations, just imagine what my power can do..." Etsuko steadied her heaving breaths, the look in her eye so unstable.
"There you are, you little punk!"
"Stop! Wait..." the villains hang behind, waiting for her to make her move... Etsuko lifts her hand, and the villains flinch. To the villains surprise, nothing happens but a great breeze, nothing to harm them at all. The villain which had been mocking her abilities growled,
"Enough of this mockery!" He goes to plunge his hands into the dry rubble and gravelly dirt,
'I wonder if I can...' Etsuko's arm whipped toward the ground,
"Wind Scythe!" She boomed, and arcs of pressurized wind scattered all across the area. Etsuko pushed herself so her quirk affected a wide range in the zone, and most villains tumble to the floor, doubled over as their body explodes with pain, deep lacerations appearing in their skin. Their arms swelled, and bruising appering all about them in a short amount of time. This move immoblized many, but some still stand to fight. Etsuko trembled more, her confidence diminishing as shock and horror replace her features; this much power really was dangerous, to shoot air pressure through their bodies like that... The villains who remained were mutant types who were somehow unaffected by her quirk internally, and move to attack, mostly by beating on her, and her eye swelled up... black eye. Etsuko tried her best to hold them off with small defensive attacks that keep them at bay; she's aware she's pushed herself a bit, as her arm throbs. Hatsumomo could barely compose herself as she awaited her bugs, which scuttled furiously into battle, they all began planting themselves onto the villains, slowly draining them of their energy; Hatsumomo knew she could rely on the creatures as she devised a way to get them out of their as quickly as possible. Soon, Etsuko's pushes are just a sign of weakness to them,
"How courageous, jumping in and trying to beat us. Too bad you'll die from your stupid decision making." One of them cackles as they approach.
"Pathetic, you call yourself a prodigy!" Another shouts. The words send a chill through her, Etsuko freezing up; they were the same as her father's, stinging and degrading. Villains surrounded her, and instinctively, the protective sphere of air formed around her, deflecting all of their attacks.
"What's the matter? What happened to that win-it-all attitude?" The invader sounds muffled through the field.
"I'm sure daddy didn't teach ya t' cower in a bubble!"
"After you, I'm gonna rip your good ol' dad to shreds!" An impatient villain slams hard on the bubble.
"You're really letting us down, sweety..." a more precocious and sassy looking villain spits at the bubble, her words bouncing off. The villains worked at banging on the bubble, trying with all their strengths to pop it.
"C'mon, come out and play!"
'I'm pushing the limit... but I have no choice.' Etsuko's eyes slide shut, concentrating as best she can. She didn't intentionally mean to hurt them so badly, and she felt sympathy for the villains who were lying limp on the ground... but now she had other foes to worry about, and there would be no room for worrying about those who partook so effortlessly in evil activities.
"P-push!" Etsuko grunted out, using her weight to expand the bubble. The pressure sent them flying and stumbling back.
'This is going to get out of hand if I can't at least stop them from getting back up.'
Etsuko's arm throbbed, feeling weighted down, as the dust kicked up, wind making her hair flail wildly in the air, it swirled around, and soon the villains began to panic, being lifted off the ground. Effortlessly, the villains whipped around so high in the air, that nearly everyone in the facility watched in awe, and the ground faintly rumbled.
'This is...!'
"Etsuko!" Uraraka held Thirteen in her lap, staring aweful at the whirlwind in the middle of the facility; the decorated man watched in undeniable annoyance.
"Yeah, kick their butts!" Fuji screamed, tears in her eyes, alongside Rakurai, who thought he'd never seen anything like this before being performed by his talented friend. Midoriya and his group gasped in awe at the tornado-like attack rumbling the ground, and many others did the same.