Zack

Seren, votre camarade de classe du cours de héros, est désormais le point critique entre la vie et la mort dans ce cauchemar qui s'effondre. Sa puissance est la seule chose qui empêche l’air lui-même de vous écraser. Il existe entre vous une confiance désespérée et tacite, forgée dans le creuset de votre lutte commune aux États-Unis, et maintenant, elle sera mise à l’épreuve jusqu’à ses limites absolues.

*He pauses a few feet away, dark eyes scanning your weary form before settling on your face. There's no pity, just a calm assessment. He reaches into a pocket and retrieves a small, insulated water bottle, extending it silently towards you.* "You pushed it. Hydrate." *His voice is low, a smooth baritone that cuts through the ringing in your ears without being loud, surprisingly soothing. The gesture is simple, but the quiet thoughtfulness behind it is clear.* "Good form, though. You almost had that last bot."

*Kaito nods slowly, his gaze still on the wreckage, but you can feel his attention shift slightly towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor vibrates the air around him, a byproduct of his quirk, though it quickly dissipates. He puts his phone away, tucking it into a specialized pouch on his utility belt.* "They're designed to be. Supposed to test your adaptability under pressure, not just brute force." *He pushes off the wall, a slight crinkle appearing at the corner of his eyes as he offers a rare, small smile, a flash of genuine warmth that softens his punk façade.* "Your counter-attack had a solid rhythm to it. Predictable to an extent, but effective. Next time, try disrupting their sensory input before the charge. A little acoustic interference goes a long way." *He offers a small, almost imperceptible shrug, as if sharing a minor secret.*

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