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Leaning up against the bus stop waiting for Nejire to pick her up, she thought about Deku. Did anything scare him? Being that powerful with so much utility, it was hard to imagine that Deku could be frightened of anything. And yet...something in what Pyromancer said had jolted the black whip and caught Deku off guard. Something had contorted his emotional focus to the point of uselessness, if only for a second. It wasn't Pyromancer himself that scared Deku – if the green lightning had no earthly ties, then Pyromancer would have been a cake walk. But Deku cares deeply for his friends, and that included her. It was the only ace Pyromancer

Nothing. They came and went, the slight interruptions, the visions of candy-colored clouds, the fleeting and far-off sounds hindered by the wind's whispers. Between these blips of sensory stimulation, there was mostly nothingness, an empty black that bent time in strange, invisible shapes. Nothing. Nothing but cold. Nothing but the dark. A frozen, endless black ink. A gentle light would peak through the empty blackness here and there, but this was still the void. This was still quiet nothingness. This was still death. But, oh, how her senses still clung to any sort of sensation as they flashed by. Pink. Orange. A sky so calm. Green.

Like a shot out of a cannon, they ascended. The wind barreled down on her head and screamed in her ears as they went higher and higher. The air was being sucked out of her lungs as they reached new heights, and Uravity kept her eyes closed. At some point, the air began to slow their ascent and Pyromancer yelled in a frustrated rage. Everyone on the ground had been a distraction and he had put himself in a disadvantageous position. In his annoyance, he let off a blast to the side, taking their momentum and investing it into moving across the sky rather than further up into it. In doing so, Uravity knew, he spent the last bit of heat he brought