And Then They Fought Their Way to a BS Ending
Chapter title: And then they fought their way to an ending where both sides were injured
At that moment, both combatants were filled with anxiety.
Uraraka Shige was anxious about Terumi Genga, who lay on the ground not far away. He didn't know whether Terumi Genga was injured or already dead. He had to deal with this "enemy" as quickly as possible, then check on Terumi Genga. Whatever the outcome, at least it would put Uraraka Shige's mind at ease.
Moreover, if Terumi Genga was gravely injured and on the verge of death, then Uraraka Shige remaining locked in a stalemate with this "enemy" was undoubtedly letting Terumi Genga edge closer to death. Whenever he thought of that, Uraraka Shige grew extremely agitated, unable to deal with the "enemy" calmly.
As for the "enemy," he remembered clearly that there had been three brats before. He had dealt with one, and another had appeared, but one brat was still nowhere to be seen. As he saw it, the missing brat had surely gone for help.
In other words, if this slippery brat held him up for too long, he would probably end up being ruthlessly subdued on the spot by the police or "heroes" who came rushing over.
As for the consequences of being subdued, whether it meant spending the rest of his life in prison or being sentenced to death outright, neither was a prospect he welcomed.
Thus, at that moment, both of them independently chose to risk injury to take the other's life.
With both sides acting deliberately, the punch Uraraka Shige drove out with his left arm slammed into the "enemy's" body. However, because the "enemy" had deliberately avoided taking it to the heart, the punch landed only on his lower abdomen.
"Never mind, this is fine!"
Uraraka Shige wasn't bothered that the punch had failed to hit a vital spot. Instead, he became much calmer, because what he wanted was to activate his Quirk inside the "enemy's" body and disrupt the localized gravity there. He didn't know whether it would actually work, since he had never tried it before, but as long as he could hit the "enemy," he had a chance to inflict serious damage.
However, the "enemy" had also been waiting for Uraraka Shige to send his fist in.
"Brat, you're still too young..."
Although the "enemy's" Quirk was excellent, he had not developed it to perfection. He could only release the impact and heat he absorbed by concentrating them into a single point on his finger, creating a ranged attack with a reach of around ten meters. Though it was silent, it traveled relatively slowly, and as long as one was on guard beforehand, it was generally easy to dodge.
But that was only when he used his Quirk for ranged attacks. In fact, the greatest strength of the "enemy's" Quirk lay in close combat and fighting with his surroundings and nearby objects. He could activate his Quirk to unleash attacks formed from impact and heat against things in contact with him, suddenly altering his surroundings to control his opponent and indirectly or directly injure the person fighting him.
"Let's end this!" ×2
At that instant, Uraraka Shige and the "enemy" met each other's eyes in perfect understanding. The same thought occurred to both of them, and they each activated their Quirks.
"Urgh!" ×2
Uraraka Shige, who had been prepared, activated his Quirk a little faster. Given his current control over it, he couldn't yet compress the gravity he could control entirely inside the "enemy's" body. In fact, nearly two-thirds of it spilled out past the "enemy's" body, twisting his clothes into a disheveled mess.
But even the remaining third of the gravity Uraraka Shige controlled shifted into completely random, chaotic directions inside the "enemy's" body, continuing to change unpredictably every moment. It succeeded in continuously twisting, tearing, and shredding the fragile organs in his abdominal cavity. In the end, the "enemy's" face contorted in agony, and he couldn't speak, managing only a muffled groan before great mouthfuls of blood mixed with copious fragments of organs poured up through his damaged esophagus. It was clear he would not survive.
Yet the "enemy" had also planned to risk injury to take a life. Although Uraraka Shige had used their bodily contact as a medium and a channel for activating his Quirk, and the gravity disrupted by it ultimately churned the organs in the "enemy's" abdomen to mush, leaving him able only to await death in despair and agony, the "enemy" had not let Uraraka Shige come away unscathed.
Almost as soon as the "enemy's" face began to contort, Uraraka Shige also let out a muffled groan. He was engulfed and driven back by the heat and impact that erupted from the "enemy's" lower abdomen. His left hand, clenched tightly into the fist that had dealt the "enemy" a fatal blow, broke and twisted under the fierce impact at once. Immediately afterward, the blood that had yet to flow was vaporized by the searing heat that swept over it almost simultaneously. All feeling was lost, leaving a layer of dry, hardened bloodstains like a scab. In the next second, it shattered into a heap of crystalline red powder, which the force of the impact swept onto Uraraka Shige.
Uraraka Shige himself was sent flying by the powerful impact. His internal organs were violently shaken, and traces of blood seeped from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils. The rapidly fading heat blackened and scorched the clothes on his front, and some parts even turned to powder, all of it seared together with his flesh by the intense heat. Finally, he crashed heavily to the ground and coughed up another mouthful of steaming blood. Darkness overtook his vision, and he passed out.
Uraraka Shige and the "enemy," both anxious, had independently chosen to risk injury to take the other's life. With equal accord, they had both lost all ability to move. They lay in sorry states just over ten paces apart, each having lost consciousness.
Less than half a minute later, police personnel arrived in vehicles accompanied by several "heroes." What they found was this miserable scene of both sides gravely injured. Uraraka Shige in particular looked obviously badly hurt and close to death. His pitiful state brought tears of sympathy to the eyes of some softhearted women, while the horrifying smell of cooked flesh coming from his body made several people with weaker stomachs run aside and vomit.
Fortunately, Ochaco was not among them. Otherwise, if she had seen Uraraka Shige in his current state, the people requiring emergency treatment and a trip to the hospital would probably not have been limited to the three on the ground.