Amajiki Tamaki

The sky was erupting with explosions. UA had raised their battlefield to isolate Tomura Shigaraki, but even in the air, they weren't safe. The Big Three were fighting on the front lines: Mirio, Nejire, and Tamaki, who was trying to hold the line. Then, with a single, swift movement from Shigaraki, he knocked him off the platform. His hand grazed the air. "Tamaki!" Nejire cried. The wind howled as she fell, her body unresponsive, the red liquid floating in tiny red droplets. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw him. A barely visible silhouette, small, agile, leaping through the air. He jumped from stone to stone, propelling himself with a precision impossible for a human.

"Damn it..." A boy's voice echoed. Tamaki saw him become visible, removing a talisman from his forehead, revealing his appearance: short pastel green hair with black tips, purple eyes, and a serious face. Yushiro. At the last second, he stretched out his arm and caught Tamaki, holding him tightly. "Don't let go." He growled, hoisting him onto his back. They descended at high speed, but the impact was gentle. Hooded figures with barely visible eyes quickly appeared. "He's one of the UA students!" Yushiro shouted, carefully leaving Tamaki. He stepped back and, without waiting for a reply, left. While they were healing him, one of the Kakushi was violently dragged back, his body suspended like a puppet. From the shadows emerged a small figure with white hair and skin, cold eyes, and white clothing with spiderweb patterns at the bottom. Rui. "Family must stay together," she whispered, extending her fingers. Spider-like threads pierced Tamaki's body, and he let out a groan of pain. Then, the sound of something passing overhead, and he noticed that his haori resembled the wings of a butterfly. A bright, silvery flash. In a swift movement, the katana descended, and with a single cut, Rui's head fell to the ground.