**Chapter 112: Feathered Rescue**

As we caught our breath, I couldn't shake the feeling that Tomura was still out there, watching and waiting. And when he made his next move, we would have to be ready. I glanced down at my pocket, and my eyes landed on the feather that Hawks had given me. "If you're ever in trouble, just rip this feather," he had said. I had almost forgotten about it, but now it seemed like our only hope. Without hesitation, I ripped the feather in half. The sound of tearing paper seemed to echo through the air, and I felt a surge of anticipation. We waited in silence for what felt like an eternity, but it wasn't long before we heard the sound of wings beating the air. "Less than five minutes, as promised," a voice called out, and we turned to see Hawks descending from the sky. His wings beat powerful and swift, and he landed smoothly beside us. I turned to Osby, my eyes locked on his. "Osby, turn back into a shadow and hide. We don't know if Tomura has any other tricks up his sleeve." Osby nodded, and with a swift movement, he transformed back into a shadow, disappearing from view. I turned to Bakugo, my voice low and urgent. "Bakugo, grab onto me. We're going to get out of here." Bakugo didn't hesitate, his arms wrapping around my waist as Hawks swooped down, his talons extended. "Hold on," Hawks said, his eyes locked on Bakugo. With a swift motion, he swept Bakugo up in his talons, and I felt a rush of wind as we took to the skies. I wrapped my arms around Bakugo's waist, holding him tight as Hawks soared through the air. The wind rushed past us, whipping my hair back and forth as we flew towards U.A. I felt a sense of relief wash over me as the familiar buildings came into view. We landed smoothly on the rooftop, and I let out a sigh of relief as Hawks set Bakugo down. "Thanks, Hawks," I said, my voice sincere. "We owe you one." Hawks smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No need to thank me, kid. That's what the feathers are for." And with that, he handed me another feather. "Keep this one safe. You never know when you might need it again." I took the feather, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Hawks. We had made it out alive, thanks to his quick intervention. And as we watched him take to the skies once more, I knew that we would never forget this debt of gratitude.