Bakugou growled in frustration, his fists clenching tightly, but Kirishima gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Bakugou," he said softly, his own concern evident in his voice, "he's right. Look at her. She's hurt badly. Let them help her."
Todoroki remained silent, watching Damian with a measured gaze. Though he wasn't outwardly protesting, his unease was clear in the way his hand hovered near his side, ready to summon his ice or fire if necessary since he internally did not like Damian's presence ever since their last encounter.
As the Paladin carried (Y/n) toward the helicopter, Damian turned to his team, issuing swift orders. "Fly the students to the hospital. Make sure they're checked for injuries, no exceptions," he commanded. His tone softened slightly when he added, "They've been through enough."
Midoriya then grabbed the vital and called for Damian before he departed. "Wait. (Y/n)-Chan told me to give this to Professor David Shield. Can you give this to him?"
Damian glanced down at Midoriya and accepted the vial as he grabbed it. He then gave instructions to a team member, who nodded and took the vial to the helicopter.
"No way I'm getting on your stupid helicopter!" Bakugou snapped, but Damian remained unbothered. His calm demeanor only irritated the explosive teen further.
"Suit yourself," Damian replied smoothly. "But if you're injured and pass out from blood loss, don't blame me."
Midoriya hesitated, glancing back at (Y/n)'s unconscious form as she was placed gently into the helicopter. His heart twisted with worry, but he knew there was nothing more they could do for her here. He nodded at Damian, his voice low but sincere. "Take care of her. Please."
Without another word, the students were ushered toward the other helicopters. Bakugou grumbled loudly but ultimately followed, albeit with a scowl that could burn through steel. The Paladin's efficient movements reassured them, though the sight of (Y/n) disappearing into the largest helicopter left them with a sense of unease.
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Inside the main helicopter, All Might, in his skinny form, sat anxiously as the Paladin brought him and David Shield on board without the students knowing. Though All Might had been hesitant at first, the presence of the Paladin—a trusted ally who knew his secret identity—had convinced him to comply. David Shield, pale and weary, was already being attended to by a team of medics.
All Might's eyes were drawn to (Y/n), who lay motionless on a stretcher nearby. Her face was pale, and her chest rose and fell faintly with each shallow breath. A medic was diligently tending to the wound on her foot while another checked her vitals. Despite their reassurances, All Might couldn't suppress the gnawing dread in his chest.
"She's stable for now," one of the medics informed Damian, who stood near the stretcher, his arms crossed. "But her condition is critical. We'll need to get her to the hospital immediately."
Damian nodded, his jaw tightening. "Do whatever it takes," he said, his voice low but firm.
All Might's gaze lingered on (Y/n), guilt and worry etched into his features. His mind replayed the events of the battle, piecing together fragments of what he had witnessed. There was no mistaking it—during the fight, (Y/n) had used One for All. The realization struck him like a thunderbolt, and he clenched his fists tightly.
"Toshi," David murmured weakly from his stretcher, glancing at his old friend. "She... she's incredible. But this... this power... is it...?"
All Might didn't respond, his eyes fixed on (Y/n). His thoughts mirrored Midoriya's earlier worry. There was no denying it—somehow, in the heat of battle, (Y/n) had tapped into the power of One for All.
The helicopter's engines roared as it lifted into the air, heading toward the nearby hospital. The students watched from their own helicopters as the fleet disappeared into the distance, their hearts heavy with concern for their friend.
Damian remained at (Y/n)'s side, his expression unreadable behind his sunglasses. Yet, the tension in his posture betrayed his worry. He glanced at the Paladin, who was seated nearby, ready for any instructions.
"She'll make it," Damian said quietly, almost as if convincing himself. But as the helicopter sped toward the hospital, his mind lingered on the pale face of the girl who had risked everything for those she cared about.
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To be continued...
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