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Started November 29, 2022 by @Adam_gets_railed_by_men

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" you already told me, basically telepathy" he said and crossed his arms

"Much more than telepathy. More than telekinesis, too," he says as he seizes Asra by the torso and attempts to insert fear into his mind. "But I meant how to defeat it. My Quirk is only limited to my imagination. I don't have many limits as a result. Anything I can think of is possible, given the means and the willpower."

Asra's eyes widened, his body shaking slightly "let.me.go."

"Suit yourself." He casually tosses Asra across the arena and against the wall. He begins to feel slight fatigue. Tossing people is so taxing… I should do that less.

Asra felt his back slam into the wall, his body falling limp onto the ground

Miles sighs and says, "Here, lemme help." He rights Asra and places him on his feet, while also fully replenishing Asra's and his own energy. "C'mon. You can't seriously tell me elemental manipulation is this pitiful."

"fuck off" asra huffed. Leaning on the wall as he felt the blood drip down his chin

Miles stops the bleeding with his Quirk. "Let's go then!"

Asra flushed heavily, " I don't think you could handle me in bed buddy" he teased a bit before the flush in his cheeks darkened

"Based on the pitiful attempt so far, I'd like to see it, if you don't mind." Miles teleports back to his original position, imagines a 5-foot oaken staff with a circle of obsidian on top. It appears in his left hand. He leans on it casually.

Asra cocked a brow. Creating a wall of earth for privacy before crossing his arms " you do realize your talking to someone who will do it right?"

"Do what right?" Miles taunts, probing the wall for weaknesses with his Quirk, also attempting to probe Asra's mind.

Asra noticed, letting miles wander into the more 'imagenitive' part of his mind. Miles on top, the sounds asra could make.. all that good happy stuff. "Find what your looking for in there?"

Miles's voice appears behind Asra, "I can see what you're thinking, but I can also tell that a very small part of your brain is saying, 'Don't think about what I'm about to do. Don't give away the attack.' That's the beauty of the mind."

" I've been hurt before" he said, blocking off miles from any other parts in his mind, " let's just say I'm a bit broken under my shell" he chuckled "I'm not attacking either"