[They stumble forward as Izuku moves to kick the image, to shatter it like glass. Only to move through it as the darkness lifts as the darkness lifts.
He twists and lands hard on his leg with a soft hiss of pain. He staggers but doesn't drop Sayori. Instead he whips around, trying to see if there's any further onslaught.
But there's only silence.
Slowly he drops to his knees and looks at Sayori.]
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He twists and lands hard on his leg with a soft hiss of pain. He staggers but doesn't drop Sayori. Instead he whips around, trying to see if there's any further onslaught.
But there's only silence.
Slowly he drops to his knees and looks at Sayori.]
Hey... I think... I think it's gone.