The enchanted forest outside Musutafu Academy shimmered with a faint green light, the leaves whispering secrets of ancient magic. Izuku Midoriya, wand strapped to his side, cautiously stepped over a glowing root. His emerald flames flickered nervously, reacting to the ambient magic. “Midoriya, wait!” ,a soft voice called. YN emerged from behind a tree, a spell circle glowing faintly beneath her feet. “Careful, there’s a rune here—it’s reactive!” Before Izuku could respond, the ground
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