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Shit...
SHIT!

While externally, Karada was calm and collected to maintain his quirk, his blue eyes flared with anger and frustration. One of his only techniques, blocked by the man that held his future in his clawed hands. Karada barely heard the compliment over the blood pounding in his ears. What gave it away? How badly he ran? Surely it wasn't that obvious, tons of rejects who didn't even know how to run probably came here... No, it must have been that and the combination of something else, like his scars or muscles. He probably assumed they were caused from fights, and someone that experienced should know a headlong assault with no strength based quirk to help you attack was stupid. So he stood perfectly still while Lorken's claws traced around his skin. Karada couldn't feel a thing.

When the man ducked behind him, Karada began to panic - He couldn't turn his head to watch Lorken without breaking his quirks effect. Karada couldn't feel the clothed arm cover his mouth, but he was still able to see it - making Karada question him. He already knew about how his quirk functioned, or at least he seemed to, so why was he trying to choke Karada? He couldn't even breath whenever he used his quirk, so what was the poi- 

Karada immediately snapped to awareness. He wasn't trying to deactivate his quirk, he was waiting for when Karada ran out of air! He was going to choke Karada! With his mind being so busy that Lorken may have heard it from how close he was, Karada quickly went thorough numerous options - Biting his hand would work, but it would break the quirk's defense, and since he wasn't fazed by the wound in his chest, that alone wouldn't work. Plus, being that close to Lorken's claws would be a problem... Ducking out of the hold was impossible, Karada could sense the strength behind the hold. Karada quickly crafted a plan in his mind. He would reel his head back, attempting to smash it into Lorken's nose and praying that he missed the horns. As he did so, however, he would also bite into Lorken's hand, and slam his elbow into Lorken's chest, trying to use his spatial awareness to push his elbow into the still open wound. If he was lucky, this amount of movement would be enough to break the chokehold, or at least shock Lorken enough to allow him to escape, and then run a slight distance away

Should he escape, the next order of business would be to attempt the bait technique. It would be almost impossible for Lorken to fall for it, but that would be the point - Karada planned to use his technique as a decoy. When Lorken doesn't respond to the attack, Karada would break out of his quirk's effect and grapple around Lorken's torso, squeezing with everything he could before staying still and using his quirk. This would leave Lorken with three options - endure the incredible pressure and pain for roughly 2 minutes and choke Karada when the time was up, concede the match to Karada, or break Karada's quirk effect using his raw strength. Doing so would almost certainly take up a lot of stamina, and leave him wide open for Karada to punch him in the chest wound. If he was lucky, he may even be able to get his hand inside of Lorken and cause some internal bleeding. Didn't matter how well he could handle pain, internal bleeding would at least slow him down.

Karada briefly considered the ethics of this. He was with a past villain, in a "school" located on the outskirts of town and hidden by the forest, and he was about to try something that would kill, or at least seriously injure a lesser man. Karada quickly dismissed it, however. Lorken said he wasn't going easy on them, and while being threatened with choking was pretty intimidating, Karada knew he probably could have taken him out a lot earlier with much less effort. This was a man who had dealt with heroes and the police on a regular basis. This was a test, not all out combat. 

But despite this, Karada refused to take it easy, to give up. This man was standing in the way of everything he had worked for, his future, his only shot at survival. He had sacrificed so much in order to get to the bottom of the mountain for heroes. This man, Lorken, wasn't going to stop Karada. He was just a steep ledge on the mountain that Karada was climbing. A steep ledge that Karada was going to use to ascend higher, to become stronger and beat, even if it meant having the crap kicked out of him.

Was this a safe plan? No. Was it the best plan Karada's slowly oxygen-starved brain could come up with? Pretty much. Did it have a high chance of success? Oh hell no. But hey, it's worth a shot.

Karada bit into Lorken's hand, before slamming his head back and elbowing him in the chest.

[@Zelosse]