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For all the chaos, the plan went smoothly. Well, as smoothly as it could, given the slight deviations to it. Shortly after Sana fled into the helicopter of her own accord, Quinn and the others followed, winched to safety. An escape, no matter how narrow, was an escape.

Of course, that didn't mean the villains could lower their guards just yet, or any time soon. The other police cars that flocked to the wreckage, and the heroes who showed up too late to the scene, signalled the start of a search. A search fuelled by the confirmation that the factory incident wasn't a one-off. Other like it, or worse, were sure to follow.

...

A screen flicked on, dispelling some of the room's dinginess. Through the remaining shadows, the man studied his employee. Although Noxious hadn't taken part in the mission, by now she'd surely know of its result. As usual, though, what he could see of Araraki's face stayed impassive, giving no hints of success or failure.

[color=9e0b0f]"Miss Araraki."[/color] His voice cut through the silence - calm, yet that hint of threat if anything went awry wouldn't be lost on her. [color=9e0b0f]"Tell me. These new recruits. Were they successful in proving their worth, and setting right what went wrong last time?"[/color]

Noxious remained jaded as was her usual self, despite the menacing voice that now addressed her. It helped that this was not the first time she was confronted by this man; the man behind their whole organisation. The reason she was here, on this continent. 

[color=bc8dbf]"I guess so."[/color] she said, looking up at the screen. She was alone in her personal quarters at this point. [color=bc8dbf]"They secured Sana, if that is what you're asking. They proved their usefulness, as for their wrongs...the only wrongs I care to set right are those of society - and they will prove useful in that."[/color]

It didn't matter how many times she spoke to him  - she could never shake off this uneasiness that came to her in their every confrontations. 

The man chuckled, a low sound in his throat. [color=9e0b0f]"You guess?"[/color] He paused, the momentary silence giving all the warning needed. [color=9e0b0f]"That's all well and good, but may I remind you that our next move is to have no margin for error. Which is why you, and all the others, must prepare."[/color]

He scrutinised Noxious, taking in the slight tensing of her muscles despite her calm demeanour. [color=9e0b0f]"After all, sickness takes time to cure. Especially if the afflicted won't acknowledge it. This society walks around in a sweet little dream, ignoring the poison running through its veins. But they'll need to wake up to it eventually. And you, ironic as it is, are its antidote."[/color]

A mirthless smile tugged at his lips. [color=9e0b0f]"Now, this is the plan..."[/color]

...

This time, the League of Villains' meeting place was not the usual one, but an old warehouse. Inside, a small group waited for the team's arrival.

One man sighed, his hand pressed to the wall. [color=silver]"Villains versus villains, huh? What could possibly go wrong?"[/color] he muttered, channeling his Quirk into the walls to contain noise within the area, effectively soundproofing them so nobody would attract attention. [color=silver]"Let's hope I'm not making these little improvements to the walls only to watch them get smashed to smithereens."[/color]

Another man, slouching in a chair with a first aid kit in his lap, chuckled. [color=skyblue]"Hey, I trust this lot know what they're doing. Noxious wouldn't hire people who didn't. Besides, if anything goes wrong, I don't know about the building, but at least people are easy to patch up."[/color]

Next to him, a woman glanced over, an identical medical kit clasped in her hand. [color=slategray]"Still, probably worth keeping an eye on them,"[/color] she replied. [color=slategray]"You can't be too careful, especially with a ragtag bunch like this one. From what I've heard, I wouldn't put it past some of them to go off and do their own thing."[/color]

She turned to the entrance. Only time would tell how this training session would go.