Chapter 233: A Bruised but Victorious Feeling

The crowd dispersed, and I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion after my intense match with Bakugo. As I walked over to my friends, I couldn't help but notice Mina standing off to the side, a determined look in her eyes. "Alright, it's your turn, Mina!" someone called out, and she nodded, cracking her knuckles in preparation. I felt a twinge of worry as I faced her, remembering how unpredictable her acid quirk could be. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. The match began, and Mina charged at me with a flurry of swift and agile movements. Her acid quirk allowed her to manipulate her body in ways that would be impossible for a normal human, and I had to be on my toes to keep up with her. The two of us clashed in a whirlwind of punches and kicks, our movements lightning-fast as we exchanged blows. Mina was a formidable opponent, and I found myself struggling to keep up with her at times. But I refused to back down, digging deep to find the strength and determination to push through. As the match wore on, it became clear that this was going to be a close one. Both of us were evenly matched, and it was anyone's game. I landed a series of solid hits, but Mina countered with her own set of attacks, her acid quirk allowing her to adapt and adjust on the fly. In the end, it was my superior strength and technique that gave me the edge I needed. I managed to gain the upper hand, and with a burst of adrenaline, I pinned Mina to the ground. As I pressed my knee against her chest, I winced in pain, the bruise on my arm throbbing with a dull ache. "OW," I muttered, trying to catch my breath. Mina looked up at me, a mixture of surprise and respect in her eyes. "Good job, Vesper," she said, a small smile playing on her lips. "You're really something else." I grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pride. "Thanks, Mina. You're not so bad yourself." The crowd erupted into cheers and applause once again, and my friends rushed over to congratulate me. Ochaco examined my bruised arm, concern etched on her face. "Vesper, that looks like it's going to be a nasty bruise. You should get it checked out." I nodded, wincing in pain as I gingerly moved my arm. But despite the discomfort, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had beaten Mina, and it had been a hard-won victory. As I stood up, helping Mina to her feet, I couldn't help but look forward to the next match. Who would be next, and how would I fare against them? Only time would tell.