The next few days flew by in a whirlwind of preparation. Izuku, Momo, and Mei poured their hearts into the Harmony Suit, fine-tuning every little detail, testing each system, and pushing the design to its absolute limits. The steady hum of the forge became a familiar backdrop, a constant reminder of the power coursing through Izuku and the looming danger that lay ahead.
Yet, the absence of the shadow was almost deafening. It hadn't shown its face since the attack in the workshop, and that eerie silence gnawed at Izuku's nerves. He couldn't shake the feeling that it was lurking somewhere, watching, waiting, plotting its next move.
By the time the Harmony Suit was finally ready, the tension in the air was nearly suffocating.
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Late one evening, as the team geared up for another round of field tests, a sudden knock at the workshop door jolted them. Izuku shared a quick glance with Momo before heading to see who it was. On the other side stood Aizawa, his usual weary expression replaced by something much more serious.
"Midoriya," Aizawa said, his voice low and urgent. "We need to talk."
Izuku stepped aside to let him in, his heart pounding. "What's going on, Sensei?"
Aizawa scanned the workshop, his keen eyes taking in the scattered tools and unfinished schematics. "You've been busy," he remarked, though there was no hint of judgment in his tone. "That's good. Things are about to get intense."
"What do you mean?" Momo asked, stepping closer. Mei, who had been fiddling with a gadget in the corner, looked up, intrigued.
Aizawa crossed his arms, his expression serious. "There's been a spike in villain activity lately—attacks, disappearances, strange sightings. It's not random. They're searching for something."
Izuku's stomach dropped. "The forge."
Aizawa nodded. "We don't know how much they're aware of or who's behind it, but it's clear they're after you. And if they've figured out what the forge can do, they won't stop until they get it."
The room fell silent, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air.