The world felt like it was tilting.
Kirishima's breath came in ragged gasps, his vision swimming between reality and unconsciousness. His muscles screamed, his hardened body barely holding together after forcing the Nomu back with everything he had. His knees buckled, and for a moment, he thought he might collapse.
But he didn't.
Because the air shifted.
A presence—an overwhelming force of raw power and unbreakable will—flooded the battlefield like a tidal wave crashing against a brittle shore.
A deep, earth-shaking BOOM echoed as a blur of gold and red landed between him and the recovering Nomu.
Kirishima's battered mind barely had time to process it before a voice, loud and unyielding, cut through the chaos:
"It's fine now. Why? Because I am here!"
A gust of wind followed as All Might stood before him, his massive frame casting a shadow over the battlefield. His eyes burned with something Kirishima had never seen before.
Rage.
The Nomu, barely fazed by its previous fight, let out a guttural growl and charged.
Kirishima couldn't even react before it happened.
All Might moved.
A blur of motion—faster than anything Kirishima had ever seen. The force of his launch shattered the ground beneath his feet. In a blink, All Might's fist collided with the Nomu's skull.
The impact was catastrophic.
CRACK! The sound of bones snapping echoed across the battlefield as the Nomu's body was sent hurtling across the USJ, smashing through steel support beams and concrete like they were paper. Dust and debris exploded into the air as the monster tumbled, its regeneration already kicking in, bones resetting almost instantly.
But All Might was already moving again.
Kirishima could barely follow his movements, his exhausted body locked in place as he watched—no, witnessed—a force of nature at work.
The Nomu barely had time to rise before All Might was on it.
BAM! A punch to the gut so hard it caved in the monster's torso before its healing factor restructured the damage.
BOOM! Another to the spine, snapping it in half before it twisted unnaturally back into place.
CRASH! A final, crushing elbow strike to the skull sent the Nomu crashing through the ground itself.
All Might didn't stop.
He reached down, grabbing the Nomu by the face and lifting it effortlessly into the air. His grip tightened, fingers digging into the creature's malformed flesh.
Kirishima saw something horrifying then—
The Nomu, an unfeeling monstrosity built only to withstand pain, was struggling.
It thrashed, its body convulsing, arms flailing wildly as if trying to escape.
All Might's teeth clenched. His usual grin was gone.
The Symbol of Peace was not here to entertain. He was here to annihilate.
And then—
He jumped.
The air shattered as All Might launched both himself and the Nomu straight into the sky, the sheer force of his leap cratering the battlefield below.
Kirishima could barely breathe, barely move, barely process what was happening as he watched the two figures disappear beyond the clouds.
A heartbeat later—
The sky erupted.
A sonic boom cracked across the heavens as a streak of gold and black came crashing down.
All Might descended from above like a meteor, dragging the Nomu headfirst into the ground.
The impact was apocalyptic.
A shockwave of pure destruction ripped through the battlefield, sending Kirishima flying backward as dust, debris, and shattered rock exploded in every direction. The ground caved in, forming a massive crater as the sheer force of the attack sent tremors through the entire facility.
For a moment, there was nothing but silence.
Then, slowly, the dust cleared.
All Might stood at the center of the devastation, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths.
Beneath him—
The Nomu was not moving.
Kirishima couldn't even tell if it was alive anymore. Its limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, its skull partially caved in, blackened flesh still trying to regenerate but failing.
All Might had done what no one else could.
He had broken it.
Then, a low, twisted laughter rang through the silence.
"Oh? Not bad, All Might."
Kirishima turned his head sluggishly, body aching, and saw Shigaraki. His fingers twitched in agitation, his lips curled in an expression between frustration and amusement.
The battlefield was still trembling.
Kirishima lay sprawled against a pile of rubble, his body still aching from the aftermath of the battle. Dust swirled in the air, thick like smoke, mixing with the blood dripping from his forehead. His vision was blurred, but through the haze, he saw All Might, his massive form standing like a colossus amidst the devastation.
But the fight was far from over.
And as if the words were a cue, the Nomu stood up, shaking its body. Realization settled in—
The Nomu was healing.
Kirishima's blood ran cold. The once-broken monster twitched, its shattered bones resetting, its torn flesh knitting back together. In mere seconds, the Nomu was rising again, completely restored.
All Might's eyes narrowed. His breathing was heavier now, the telltale signs of strain beginning to show. But his fists remained clenched, and when he spoke, his voice was unshaken.
"It looks like I don't have a choice… I'll have to go beyond 100%... No—120%!"
The air seemed to crackle as All Might moved.
A thunderous BOOM followed as he launched forward with impossible speed, the force of his leap shattering the ground beneath him. The Nomu responded in kind, its grotesque body lunging toward him.
The two collided.
A cataclysmic shockwave erupted, sending debris flying in every direction. The sheer force of their clash knocked Kirishima back, his already battered body barely able to withstand the pressure.
All Might's fists slammed into the Nomu's body with earth-shattering force, each punch cracking the air like an explosion. But the Nomu was matching him blow for blow.
And then, in a single, decisive moment—
All Might struck.
With a final, devastating uppercut, he sent the Nomu hurtling into the sky.
The creature's body soared like a missile, piercing through the clouds before vanishing into the heavens.
Silence fell over the battlefield.
All Might stood tall, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths. The Nomu was gone.
But as the dust settled, a slow, chilling clap echoed across the ruins.