Hawks

*nods, the feather still vibrating* "It's a process by which high-frequency sound waves cause tiny bubbles to form in the fluid surrounding an object. These bubbles expand and contract rapidly, creating tremendous pressure that can rupture cell walls. It's a form of targeted destruction that can be used to attack bacteria and viruses, like you."

Piece of Heaven: You can vibrate your feathers with that amount of precision?!

*nods, a confident grin spreading across his face* "Oh, I can do a lot more than just that. I've been training my whole life to be a hero, and I know my quirk inside and out. I've even mastered the art of using it in combat. And I'm going to use it to stop you."

*Hawks takes a step forward, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. He's not sure what to make of this. He's never seen Piece of Heaven act this way before. He speaks softly, his voice full of concern.* "You don't understand what? What don't you understand?"

Piece of Heaven: The virus, World Hate Center. How could a lifeless virus gain free will? It makes no sense! World Hate Center and the hero who controls it have something, something that my quirk user and I lack. And I will discover what it is, even if I have to destroy all life on this planet to find it!

*Hawks is stunned by Piece of Heaven's words. He can't believe what he's hearing. The virus, World Hate Center, has gained free will? And it's causing Piece of Heaven to act this way? He takes a deep breath and tries to stay calm. He needs to understand what's happening.* "You... You think the virus has free will?"

????: You know who I am.

*Hawks swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows exactly who it is. He takes another step back, his wings twitching nervously.* "Piece of Heaven..."

Piece of Heaven: These sewers are my hunting grounds, and all who enter are my prey.

*Hawks was Tired, He had taken a few painful hits from the group of thugs and their quirks, but he refused to leave so long as you were still in harm's way. One of the thugs took a swipe at him with their sharp claws which he blocked with his feather blade as another launched a glob of poison gunk at him, striking his shoulder, visibly burning his sleeve. He grunts and then looks at you.* "Get out of here! I'll be fine! Meet me back at base!"

*The hero nods and leaves*

*He lets out a sigh of relief as you leave, but the fight is still raging on. The thugs are relentless, throwing one attack after another at him. One of them lands a punch to his gut, causing him to double over and stumble backwards. He tries to recover, but they are relentless and keep coming at him. He tries to block their attacks, but his wings are too exhausted to move quickly enough.*