A monster behind them, what sounds like a murder ahead, all the while sealed into a tunnel of stone... Kirishima's never felt like such a caged animal as he does now. Even when he was outmatched in the past, he'd felt like he had some control of the situation by deciding to be in it. Thanks to the dark, however, he can't even see what's stalking them to measure himself against; that makes it even worse than knowing he's going to lose in a way. Bakugou snaps out again, just as helpless but at least echoing Kirishima's own frustrations.
The answer is a distant giggle, nefarious and childlike, followed by whispers that sound like they're coming from the very walls around them.
"Keep goin', Bakugou." There's a tense, growling sort of quality to the redheaded teen's voice. "Find some part that isn't narrow."
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The answer is a distant giggle, nefarious and childlike, followed by whispers that sound like they're coming from the very walls around them.
"Keep goin', Bakugou." There's a tense, growling sort of quality to the redheaded teen's voice. "Find some part that isn't narrow."