"Mm. You should quit whining and do something," Miles says, the illusion clearing to reveal himself. He slaps him in the chest, not even trying to hurt him anymore. As quick as thought, he disappears back into the illusion fog. His disembodied voice says, "To be honest, at this point I'm just helping you. Here's some honest advice." he pauses. "Use your Quirk. Try to use the earth manipulation to find me. Use the earth. Sense who stands on it."
"oh but I thought my elemental manipulation was weak?" He asked sharply before catching his breath and focusing on the earth under his feet
"It actually depends on the user." Miles chuckles, finally beginning to wake up from the morning. "Maybe you aren't so bad, but you need to learn how to enhance your Quirk. Otherwise, you're basically screwed."
"that's why I'm at ua isn't it? I plan to become like the great pro hero ground zero, second only to pro hero deku" he said and chuckled to himself, childish dream but it's what got him where he was
He laughed with him, "Don't we all." He smiled. "Memory Trap!" He traps Asra in the memory.
Asra stopped, playing the part of the trick. But in all reality, he'd already locked miles from his mind
Miles prods with his mind, seeing if Asra is within the memory. Hm. It seems so but… something's telling me otherwise. "Shut up!" he says to the voice inside. It gets louder. "No! STOP!" Miles falls to his knees secretly hoping Asra will fall victim to the act. A trick within a trick. He clutches at his head. The voice is really there, but of Miles's will. He summoned the voice. He creates an invisible box directly in front of him, and masks its presence, as well as a shield on all other sides of him, except for the one with the box. "STOP!" he yells.
Asra stood there, worried for a moment. But the knew miles was alright, his heartbeat could be felt in the ground through his contact with it "nice try buddy,"
(what does my heartbeat have to do with a mental breakdown?)
(he thinks he's faking being hurt,)
(ok so what does the heartbeat have to do with it)
(showing if he's lying,)
(HOW THO, that makes no sense)
(shrug, just adding conflict at this point)
(ok lemme post)
"Same to you," Miles says, thrusting his hands outwards, in the direction of Asra, pushing the box around him and closing it up. "Appear!" The box becomes visible. It's a metal box with small spikes on every wall around him, but not or the floor and ceiling. "Got ya."
"bastard!" He yelled from inside the box
"Mm." Miles decides to help this guy out of half pity and half kindness. "Use this." He summons a drop of water and a sprinkle of dirt in the box. "Try to manipulate it and make it bigger."
Asra looked at him like he was stupid "the hell do you expect me to do?"
Miles explained impatiently, "I just told you. Try to use your Quirk to multiply the bits of earth and water." He closes his eyes and says, "Like this." He picks up a small mound of dirt and makes it flow in the air, back and forth and within 2 minutes there's a fully functional wall. He drops the wall. "See? I didn't even pick up any extra dirt."
Asra rolled his eyes before trying to do the same. He was growing tired, the backlash of his quirk affecting him heavily. In a few minutes asra had busted out of the box.
"Good." He's exhausted. End it and ask him if he wants a little friendly help. Miles charges at him, distracting Asra with clones crowding him. He jumps, enhancing the height with his Quirk, and lands on Asra with his knee on his chest. He dispels the clones. "Checkmate," he says. He releases the box around the arena.
Asra looked up at the boy, his eyes distant from the scene, cloudy almost. He was panting heavily with the extra weight on him " just get up,," he whispered
Miles stands and offers Asra his hand. "Need a hand?"
"thanks but I'm good," he said,helping himself up