So the hand was made of sturdier stuff than he anticipated. Whatever, he was close enough to AP Shot it and Shigaraki's dry face in one going and call it a d-
Except before he could back away, he felt something cold and clammy against his wrist. The cloud of rage muddling his mind cleared, just enough for him to hesitate and narrow his eyes at Shigaraki. He knew what he was doing.
Katsuki used his free hand to throw another explosion with as much force as he could at Shigaraki's hand, ignoring the risk he posed on himself. A broken wrist was a hell of a lot better than a missing one.
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So the hand was made of sturdier stuff than he anticipated. Whatever, he was close enough to AP Shot it and Shigaraki's dry face in one going and call it a d-
Except before he could back away, he felt something cold and clammy against his wrist. The cloud of rage muddling his mind cleared, just enough for him to hesitate and narrow his eyes at Shigaraki. He knew what he was doing.
Katsuki used his free hand to throw another explosion with as much force as he could at Shigaraki's hand, ignoring the risk he posed on himself. A broken wrist was a hell of a lot better than a missing one.