The League Attacks

The others noticed the black mist almost at the same time.

Momo's expression changed. "That's the warp mist from USJ."

Yuto nodded. "The League of Villains is here." Class 1-B tensed.

Ibara looked toward the distant rooftop. "This is Hosu City. Pro Heroes patrol everywhere. Why would they attack openly?"

Kendo added, "If they cause trouble in the city, heroes will converge on them immediately."

"They attacked U.A. itself," Yuto said. "Don't assume they care about common sense."

The words had barely left his mouth when explosions broke across the city.

Smoke rose between the buildings. Screams followed.

Above the streets, a creature with an exposed brain and multiple eyes circled overhead like a nightmare searching for prey.

Nomu.

The League had not come quietly. Yuto's expression hardened.

"They're looking for me."

Ochaco turned to him. "Because of the Sports Festival?"

"Because of the Sports Festival, and because of USJ. I ruined their attack once. Shigaraki won't let that go."

He looked at the students around him. "Anyone who's not ready for this, retreat. Get civilians away and contact U.A. This started because of me. If I want to be a hero, I have to take responsibility."

Bakugo snarled. "You bastard. Stop trying to hog the spotlight."

Todoroki, still recovering from the festival but steady on his feet, said, "We're classmates. We're future heroes. We don't abandon a friend and run."

Momo nodded. "We move together."

Kirishima slammed a fist into his palm. "If we're heroes, we fight."

Ochaco stepped forward. "Yuu-kun, we are coming too."

The rest of Class 1-A agreed, even Mineta, though his face suggested his soul had left his body.

Yuto looked at them for a second. Then he nodded.

"Then we move."

Class 1-B watched in silence.

Honenuki let out a quiet breath. "So this is Class 1-A."

Ibara nodded. "Yuto holds them together."

Kendo clenched her fists. "Some of us should help with evacuation. The rest can support the Pro Heroes."

The decision was made quickly.

Pro Heroes had already arrived.

Kamui Woods, the rising young hero whose popularity had grown sharply.

Death Arms, a heavy-hitting Pro Hero known for fighting up close. Backdraft, the rescue specialist.

Mt. Lady, towering above the street in her giant form.

The civilians cheered when they saw them.

"Kamui Woods!"

"The Pro Heroes are here!"

"We're saved!"

For a brief moment, hope returned.

Then the Nomu moved, and that hope vanished.

Kamui Woods struggled to bind one of them. "These things have multiple Quirks. They're stronger than we are!"

Mt. Lady gritted her teeth as a Nomu hammered into her guard. "They're too fast. Too strong. And they barely react to damage."

One Nomu raised both fists together.

It brought them down toward Mt. Lady's head like a falling hammer. The civilians screamed.

Mt. Lady's eyes widened. Then a flash cut through the night.

A flying slash struck the Nomu before the blow landed and blasted it away from her.

Boom. The creature crashed through the street and rolled into a ruined car. Everyone turned.

Who had launched that attack?

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