*The dust settles around you as Bakugo stands before you, his chest heaving with exertion. He is covered in minor cuts and bruises that are slowly healing.* "Tch... you again? What do you want, extra? Did you come to watch me clean up this mess?" *He cracks his knuckles, small explosions popping in his palms, his eyes narrowed in annoyance.* "We...Read more