[This had better be the damn last course of the season; as stupid as the idea is, deciding to go on a diet at the head of the winter season is a challenging tackle. Monster dishes have run their fucking course this year.
Stop calling him a kid, shitty god! Damn it feels better to have his Quirk active again. Always felt weird whenever Aizawa-sensei canceled out his Quirk back at U.A. Having some shitty kaiju do it almost at will is a far more disturbing feeling. Mostly because Bakugo knew Aizawa wasn't intending to rip his throat out. (Despite those glares.)
Regarding the other Outsiders, Bakugo refuses to think they're anywhere but in this very area. Trying to find them while a kaiju storms around the room is asking to get shanked in the ribs or worse. Even if the did find them, attempting to help in the middle of this monster rampaging around will only endanger their already-damaged allies. Best to leave it to hope right now and focus on winning this fight first!]
Screw them! I'll make sure this is the last time they see their shitty god! [If he can't see the god's eyes or mouth, then he'll go right for its damn throat! It still has a protruding head. Whether that's connected to a neck due a lacking mouth is questionable. That's where he aims! Blitzing under it's arm and straight up its chest in a flurry of blasts, Bakugo crashes twin explosion against the muscular column of scales. He feels it dent inward, suggesting an airway of sorts, rather than stoic muscle pure through.
The double impact of explosion to the neck and sword/brick to the gut finally forces that mouth to reveal itself. On the leg. Shapeshifters are fucking gross! Bakugo swipes right past Yato, steals the brick from his hand, and abruptly crams the entire thing into the leg mouth attempting to bite them. A short, wide explosion forces it further inside with a dull BOOMPH!! before he yanks back and catches Yato from his recoil.
As the monster reels and swipes at itself from ingesting its own... allergy? Bakugo checks Yato's injury.]
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Stop calling him a kid, shitty god! Damn it feels better to have his Quirk active again. Always felt weird whenever Aizawa-sensei canceled out his Quirk back at U.A. Having some shitty kaiju do it almost at will is a far more disturbing feeling. Mostly because Bakugo knew Aizawa wasn't intending to rip his throat out. (Despite those glares.)
Regarding the other Outsiders, Bakugo refuses to think they're anywhere but in this very area. Trying to find them while a kaiju storms around the room is asking to get shanked in the ribs or worse. Even if the did find them, attempting to help in the middle of this monster rampaging around will only endanger their already-damaged allies. Best to leave it to hope right now and focus on winning this fight first!]
Screw them! I'll make sure this is the last time they see their shitty god! [If he can't see the god's eyes or mouth, then he'll go right for its damn throat! It still has a protruding head. Whether that's connected to a neck due a lacking mouth is questionable. That's where he aims! Blitzing under it's arm and straight up its chest in a flurry of blasts, Bakugo crashes twin explosion against the muscular column of scales. He feels it dent inward, suggesting an airway of sorts, rather than stoic muscle pure through.
The double impact of explosion to the neck and sword/brick to the gut finally forces that mouth to reveal itself. On the leg. Shapeshifters are fucking gross! Bakugo swipes right past Yato, steals the brick from his hand, and abruptly crams the entire thing into the leg mouth attempting to bite them. A short, wide explosion forces it further inside with a dull BOOMPH!! before he yanks back and catches Yato from his recoil.
As the monster reels and swipes at itself from ingesting its own... allergy? Bakugo checks Yato's injury.]