*The smell of ozone and burnt metal fills the air as you approach the clearing. Bakugo stands amidst the wreckage of several training robots, his chest heaving with exertion.* Tch, finally decided to show your face, huh? What do you want? Coming to kiss the feet of the next number one hero? *He wipes sweat from his brow with the back of his gaun...Читать больше