As she spoke though, there was not a hint of condemnation in it, instead just more of someone who was desperately forcing themselves to be calm.
"The black ones heals faster. Seems their limit is way worse too. The red one won't last much longer."
Right. Tactics. He could do tactics. He was damn good at tactics.
...
"Can you distract Hoodie, while I'll throw the black one skywards again? Then I'll finish off the red one."
It was a decent plan. But a much smarter plan would be to ask Mina to charge in and just do the job while both protecting herself, and attacking with Acid.
That would be him telling her to go and kill the red one though. It was another sign of stupidity on his part, one born from his own deep concerns about actually killing these poor souls, but Mina didn't point it out or object to the plan.
Instead, she just said "Right, no pro-"
Their planning was cut short as Hoodie decided it was time to attack again, and launched a giant, black arm, forcing the two young heroes to split sideways, each on the other side of the arm
As Izuku jumped away and up on the wall to dodge, he realized that Hoodie had timed it so he would attack as the black one had finished regenerating.
As such, as he landed on the wall, that one was barreling towards him, and jumped straight at him, where he was clinging to the wall.
Unfortunately for it, it was not anywhere close to fast enough as it moved towards the air to overcome his speed and reflexes.
And as such while it was still flying through the air, Izuku sent a powerful cannonball, straight at a blatant weak spot. The creatures exposed junk.
Needless to say, as Izuku dodged out of the way on the wall, his foe crashed into it after having gone completely limp.
Izuku was about to grab the limpless body before it regenerated, and give it another trip sky high, then…
DANGER!
A sense of overwhelming, all-consuming danger hit Izuku, like a bolt of lightning shooting down his spine. It was insane, an all-consuming fear unlike any Izuku had ever known.
Behind him, his death approached as sure as the sky itself.
Something behind him was about to kill him.
He had to move. NOW.
Down below, Mina was struck by the exact same feeling as she was once more engaging the Hooded monster in combat.
An all-consuming sense of approaching imminent danger that overwhelmed every other sense she had.
Both of them threw all their plans to the wind, and moved, Mina to the side with a burst of speed faster than any she had ever made, and Izuku by jumping out and up from the wall.
The source of their dread was to be found behind them. As the one undead that hadn't moved since the start of the battle had now raised his arms, where the light of his arms had gone from pulsing slowly with bioluminescence to glowing like small suns.
It had taken a while, but she was finally done charging.
The action that had brought about such instinctual fear, was simply that she had raised her arms, palm first, right towards both teens.
Then, a flash of light.
Two titanic beams of white, raw, pulsating energy launched from her palms, though the circular radius of those beams, far, far exceeded the palms from which they were originated.
The spots where the beams had been aimed ceased to exist .
Izuku landed on the roof of the other side of the street and stared in complete horror at the aftermath of the beam that had meant to take his life.
Below, Mina had a similar reaction to the other beam, which had been aimed more horizontally along the ground.
The beams had gone through EVERYTHING. Rather than stopping, it had gone, and gone, and gone on and on through building, after building as far as Izuku's eyes allowed him to see.
The beam had engulfed the black undead one in it's radius as well, leaving not a speck left of him.
But it was the sheer level of destruction of it that took Izuku's breath away. Hundreds and hundreds of buildings had suddenly gotten a hole about 10 meters across straight through them.
As he watched in horror, he saw as at least one building in the distance began to collapse, the damage having hit something crucial.
It was horrible. Absolutely horrible. This was the kind of destruction on same the level of All Might's full power unleashed.
-He probably killed several thousand people with that attack-
Down below, the undead monster let out a long breath of deep, thick smoke. The light on the arms had gone out completely… But then they began to glow anew.
Izuku made a decision.
"MINA!" He yelled as he jumped out over the street.
"WE'LL TALK THROUGH THIS!"
A small black bit of Blackish blue was lanched down near the corner. It splattered against the ground, but then reformed and began making it's way toward Mina.
Izuku then put all his attention to the being below. The one who could fire beams of destruction itself.
A line, strong, thick and powerful slammed straight into it, and Izuku, landing straight on the edge of the roof put all his back into it as he Pulled harder than he ever had pulled anything before.
His target, the undead monstrosity was indeed pulled straight up and skywards, away from the current battlefield. Away from the others of it's kind who could aid it. Away from Mina.
He had to deal with this now. He had to end this monster once again before it could recharge those arms anew.
The monster's kin, however, did not let him get it away completely without a fight.
Hoodie tried to intervene, only for his expanding arm to suddenly find itself slamming into a wall of acid, disintegrating it completely as it tried to force it's way through.
The red one though had one, final gift for Izuku.
As he jumped after the target who now had all of his attention, in that one, brief moment before he vanished across the rooftops, and out of sight, a long, sharp, red rod buried itself into his upper back.
Izuku screamed in pain.
It hurt so bad he felt his eyes water, just from the pain, as it felt like all the world's suffering suddenly had gathered right into his upper back.
-Don't worry, it just lodged itself into your Scapula, not your spine or one of your lungs. It didn't manage to go further than the bone. Just try and avoid using your right arm and you should be able to still fight.-
For once, the tone of the internal voice at least attempted to be encouraging, with not a hint of mockery.
It didn't work.
As Izuku landed on a rooftop, he against the odds, managed to land on his feet. The shock of the landing though went straight up his body, and through the bone in which the red rod was currently lodged.
He screamed out in pain as he buckled over.
As he forced himself to his feet, he grit his teeth so hard, that he felt as if they would shatter from the sheer force of it.
He looked wildly, from side to side for his opponent.
At the very least he wouldn't have to go jumping over rooftops to come to her.
His quarry had gotten up from where she'd slammed into the roof some 3 buildings over, but had decided to take the fight to him, landing on the roof he was on after one, mightly leap.
She crashed into the roof, concrete breaking around her feet, and then she immediately turned on and launched herself against him.
Izuku brought an arm up to block.
He realized what a mistake that had been, even before the blow actually landed.
The blow in question landed HARD. Though maybe not as strong as Izuku, this thing… This thing was STRONG. WAY stronger than the others of it's kind.
Just like the other times he'd blocked a hand-to-hand blow from these monsters, it sent a shock so strong that the ground on which he'd anchored himself cracked beneath his feet.
The shock also went straight through his suit, his skin, his muscles, and also his skeleton. The pain was worse than ANYTHING Izuku had ever felt save for the hell that had been Eren.
The next blow hit him straight in the gut sending him flying, slamming into the roof's rails, which bent from the force of him.
His foe did not say anything or make a sound. Instead, she simply lifted both her arms. The light had begun to come back again.
That same, all-consuming fear punched into his gut, overwhelming everything, every bit of pain or worry.
Izuku forced himself forward, forced himself to move despite the horribly, chronic pain of his back, and with the most desperate straight he'd ever done, he sent forward a black cannonball, straight into her face.
It did not take her head off. But it did send her flying stumbling backwards.
The arms went to the sides.
The destructive beams weren't as large as they had been, with the radius only being about half of what it had been the first time.
But what was hit was just as dead and gone.
To the side, at a tall office building the beam punched through, less than 20 meters away, Izuku FELT as lives ceased to be. He felt souls that were there… And then they weren't.
To his side, people died.
He kicked off and barreled straight into his foe with a jump.
The pain beat through him like he was a bar being beaten against an anvil.
His left hand shot down against his target's lower jaw, and using all his strength, he FORCED it down.
The tears in his eyes made it hard to see.
His right arm, the arm where pain shot through him with every single move he made with it, shot forward into it's mouth.
Stars went off in front of his watery eyes.
But he didn't stop. He forced his hand down, down, down it's throat.
Then he unleashed his webbing.
The creature began to thrash. The woman's fist began to slam into him from the side, the pain only magnifying with each and every blow it made.
He did not stop. He kept shooting from the white patch on his hand. Kept filling her lungs.
The woman's hands shot up, in one, final, desperate struggle, and closed around his neck, trying to cut off his air.
For one brief second, air ceased to flow… Then the bits of black that were inside of Izuku's body just in case every other part of Venom failed kicked in, and created air for his body to breathe.
His hands shook. No, his ENTIRE body was shaking.
Please…
Please stop moving...
Please stop…
The grip slowly began to let up. Weaken. Then…
He didn't notice at first that it was gone.
He blinked. His tears made it… made it hard to see.
He pulled his arm out, out of the… The throat.
The pain was still there, but it was dull... Distant… Like it belonged to someone else.
He dried away his tears with his left arm, the good arm. His sight immediately improved.
Beneath him, the undead woman made a final few twitches. Her eyes were wide, fearful, in shock. They stared up at him, accusingly. Then they went dull, as, after one final twitch of the body, she passed.
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