"We… won!"
With the destruction of the two Nomu, it seemed the League of Villains had no more trump cards left. Seeing this, nearly all the students collapsed onto the ground, their bodies going limp with relief.
"That was way too dangerous… I really thought I was going to die. I even started thinking about my last words…"
"So now it's just those weaker Nomu left, right? With Etsuha around, he can handle them all by himself!"
"That attack just now was incredible—freezing all those Nomu and shattering them instantly… I was completely stunned. I had no idea he was that strong!"
"If it weren't for his ice cavalry support, we wouldn't have lasted this long…"
"If this keeps up, Etsuha's reputation is going to skyrocket after this battle. I'm honestly jealous—we go to the same school, but the difference in performance is huge…"
"Well, he was the top of the class when we started. Makes sense he's this strong."
As the tension faded, voices filled the air again. The strength the League of Villains had displayed far exceeded anything they had imagined—but even so, there was one thing they could all be grateful for:
No one had died.
Although Midoriya Izuku and Aizawa Shouta were both seriously injured, everyone knew that as long as they were still breathing, Shina Etsuha could heal them completely. That alone brought immense reassurance.
In their eyes, once All Might dealt with Shigaraki Tomura and Kurogiri, everything would finally be over.
"Ah… what a headache. Heroes really are troublesome."
Shigaraki Tomura didn't seem concerned at all. Around him, the Nomu had been completely wiped out, and most of the remaining villains had already been dealt with. Yet, beside him, a swirling vortex—a portal—began to form.
It was this portal that gave him such unsettling calm.
"Hehe… looks like the real show is about to begin," Kurogiri said respectfully.
"Yeah… a bit boring, but it was the teacher's decision," Shigaraki Tomura muttered, scratching at his neck impatiently. "After all, it's rare for a final boss and a hidden boss to appear together…"
Their conversation was strange, and from the distance, Etsuha couldn't hear it clearly. But the moment he saw the portal, his expression changed.
Without hesitation, he launched a volley of ice arrows.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of icy projectiles plunged into the vortex—
—and vanished without a trace.
No reaction. No resistance. Just swallowed whole.
"What's inside that…? Their real trump card?"
Etsuha's brows tightened.
Something about this situation felt deeply wrong.
The Nomu were gone. By all logic, these two should have retreated already. Yet instead, they remained—calm, composed… waiting.
They weren't panicking.
They were anticipating.
"Hah… hah…"
All Might stepped forward, breathing heavily. His time limit was approaching, but compared to his fight against the original Nomu, he was still holding on far better.
"It seems you're the only ones left," he said, stopping in front of Shigaraki Tomura. "What's your plan now?"
"All Might, something's wrong," Etsuha warned, his voice sharp. "Step back. Leave this to me."
"Hm? Sorry, I can't hear you very well right now," All Might replied with a thumbs-up and a confident grin. "But don't worry—I've still got this!"
Etsuha moved closer, placing a hand near All Might's ear. With a small amount of energy, he repaired the damaged eardrum.
Then he repeated himself:
"They still have another card. Your stamina's almost gone, isn't it? Let me handle this."
All Might paused for a moment, surprised—then nodded solemnly.
"…You're right. I can feel it too—something dangerous. But even so… I can't hold back here. Leave it to me, Shina!"
"Wow, wow… how touching," Shigaraki Tomura mocked. "Passing the burden back and forth—what is this, heroic humility?"
His grin twisted.
"Don't worry. You'll all be buried here soon. This place will become your grave."
Etsuha's gaze swept over him—and then he smirked slightly.
"I thought you had something big prepared. But you can't even look me in the eyes?"
Shigaraki Tomura's fists clenched tightly.
He couldn't deny it.
So he said nothing.
"…Are they waiting for us to attack? Or just stalling for time?"
Etsuha studied the two of them carefully. The portal remained open, yet nothing emerged. Even when he attacked earlier, they didn't react.
It was deliberate.
They were waiting.
Sensing Etsuha's hesitation, All Might stepped forward again, flashing his signature grin.
"As long as I take down that mist guy, the portal disappears too. Leave it to me!"
Etsuha's eyes sharpened instantly.
Because at that exact moment—
Shigaraki Tomura smiled.
"Wait—!"
But it was too late.
All Might had already moved.
His speed was overwhelming—by the time Etsuha spoke, he was already in front of Kurogiri.
"Texas Smash!"
"Why the rush, All Might?"
A voice echoed from within the portal.
And then—
A fist emerged.
It struck All Might square in the abdomen.
"—Pff!!"
Blood sprayed from his mouth as his body was sent flying backward.
Silence fell.
From the swirling darkness of the portal, a figure slowly stepped forward.
No face.
No expression.
Just an overwhelming presence.
With a single glance—
Etsuha recognized him.
All For One.