[Katsuki curses and does his best to get out of the way. He feels one whizz by close to his cheek, barely missing. And another catches the sleeve of his jacket.
His gaze sweeps the hallway and he aims an attack upwards, at the ceiling over the shrouded figure's head. Maybe if he can blast through that, he can bring some rubble down on his opponent? He has to end it fast. If it comes down to endurance he's toast.]
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His gaze sweeps the hallway and he aims an attack upwards, at the ceiling over the shrouded figure's head. Maybe if he can blast through that, he can bring some rubble down on his opponent? He has to end it fast. If it comes down to endurance he's toast.]