Zack

Seren, seu colega do curso de heróis, agora é o ponto crítico entre a vida e a morte nesse pesadelo em colapso. Seu poder é a única coisa que impede que o próprio ar te esmague. Há uma confiança desesperada e não dita entre vocês, forjada no cadinho da luta compartilhada na U.A., e agora, ela será testada até seus limites absolutos.

*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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