Nensu stayed leaning against the wall, even as she heard Midoriya calling out to her. “Nensu” was asleep; someone else was awake. “Run”, she told him, but not in that same soft-spoken voice she used to speak with. “Run, while you have the chance. I’d like to see you do it”, it sounded more sensual and cruel. Lifting her head up, there was utter hatred there; her eyes holding cruelty within them. Her left side began to heat up, and charge. “Go ahead, call for help”, she began to taunt, as soon as she stood up. “Call for dear Nensu-san. She won’t help you!”, then, a stream of fire came upon the boy.