"Hawks was killed?! He actually killed Hawks!!"
"???"
"My God… isn't he afraid of being hunted by every Hero in the country?!"
"What a cruel person!"
Shina Etsuha had already noticed the camera lens long ago. But instead of hiding from it, he turned toward it—and smiled.
Under normal circumstances, that smile would have seemed warm, even comforting.
But now, against the backdrop of blood and death, it sent nothing but a chill down everyone's spine.
This… was a demon.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Shina Etsuha."
Standing directly in front of the camera, his voice still carried a trace of youth—but beneath it lay an unsettling strength.
"I don't oppose Heroes coming after me."
He paused slightly, his gaze steady.
"But if you choose to fight me… be prepared to die."
After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, his lips moving as if he wanted to add something more.
In the end, he said nothing.
Unless absolutely necessary, Etsuha didn't want to drag others into his battles with Heroes.
The internet exploded once again.
Wave after wave of shocking developments had all originated from this single broadcast. The potential ratings alone were enough to make anyone's heart race.
The reporter, Taiga, immediately rushed toward the Flame Hero, Endeavor, along with the cameraman.
The moment the camera turned toward him—
They froze.
Endeavor stood there, expressionless.
In that instant, both Taiga and the cameraman felt the same thought rise in their minds—
He looked more like a villain than a villain.
A terrifying coldness lingered in his eyes.
Flames burned fiercely across his body, yet instead of warmth, he radiated an oppressive chill.
This was nothing like the image of a Hero.
There was no need for words.
One look was enough.
"Get lost."
That was the message in Endeavor's eyes.
As that gaze swept over them, Taiga and the cameraman felt as though they had been stung—an instinctive fear creeping into their bodies.
For the first time—
They realized that even Heroes could feel cold… and terrifying.