Despite what Natasha had said that one time, Izuku knew Toga would show up to fuck things up again. He knew her. She wouldn't take his last defeat of her lying down. I mean, Izuku was a pretty pathetic little thing then, but he was pretty much expert at taking down other people will flailing claws and crackling fur. Toga was no different, even if she was somebody he used to know. He wasn't concerned. He could take her. Maybe this is why Izuku never told his classmates about his encounter with her. It wasn't important.
.. But there she is. The dragon's eyes narrow as he registers the form of a Pampas cat, and tucks his wings farther in as he picks up pace to approach. Was it her? And, as her form gets closer, he gets his confirmation. Himiko Toga, here to ruin everything. She had her dagger and blood on her front. Izuku's thick tail lashes, and he continues walking until he's standing in front of the other, pose defensive. He's so much bigger than her now. .. Good.
"I'm surprised it took you this long to come here," Izuku drawls, coming up to stand just a little in front of Cry. Could Cry defend herself? Izuku isn't sure, she seems like the type to be able to, but he's getting defensive anyways. Toga has already hurt people. His friends. He couldn't -- let her hurt anyone else. He may not look the same at all, but he's still undeniably Izuku. His tail gives another sweep, lips curled. He could probably take her out right now. Scoop her up in his jaws and bite down and she'd be gone. But he's not going to. He's not .. he's not a killer, despite what he'd done. Despite how much he'd enjoyed hurting her. .. Despite how he'd killed a person or two already. "I'm guessing you're just here to start something?" His grin is crooked and eyes slit. Distanced. She's just like all the other people he met in the wilds. Absolutely awful. But he took her down once. His claws are already sparking, and it's scary, he has to start getting used to using it again. Who cares if he hurt people with it. It's nothing new.

His clanmates are showing up. Izuku would have barely noticed if it weren't for the spinning need to keep them out of trouble. They can handle themselves, but they shouldn't need to. Toga had hurt his classmates, once. Maybe even killed them, once he was gone. Izuku -- well, he may be one of the weaker members of the group, but he's probably more inclined to sacrifice himself than a lot of them. At least as far as he's aware.
"Just a few months," Izuku snorts. A few months wasn't that long. He'd still been a Snowbound member even then, see? But she'd killed someone. Izuku had been pretty hysterical, then, and even now, he's itching to hurt her. Maybe it'd been an excuse then, too. Maybe he'd just excused his urge to hurt her with that. Even now his claws are itching, and his head is distracted. He barely hears what Toga is saying. Scaly. Another nickname. Would it be too much, if he hoped they all stayed away from this? Izuku could probably handle himself. Nui, at least, seems inclined to stay on the sidelines. Her shout is just encouragement, and Izuku's tail gives a sweep and he's grinning maybe a little hysterically as the smaller feline dives for him. A knife. His scales could probably prevent the worst damage from that, right? He's rearing up on his hind legs, and the knife is over his neck, of course. It manages to partly stab through his scales, weak as they were and giving under enough force. His neck is a concerning wound, but it's not deep. He quickly scrabbles to yank it out, and it's on the ground, easy to take for a few moments. Izuku is .. awfully big for this to be an entirely fair fight. Is this what everyone else felt like, when they'd attacked him? .. He doesn't like the power rush. ... Maybe everyone who hurt him was like him, once. Maybe this is how it happened.
His claws' electricity crackling as picked up, and his tail gives another sweep as he attempts to slam Toga's side with a large clawed leg. Maybe he could send her flying? Break a rib? His electricity is pretty ramped up, but the attack would be glancing enough to only cause a very minor burn. Hm. .. It'd probably feel better if only he were in his regular form, like he was last time they fought. There's something .. unfair, about being so much larger. It makes him dizzy, in a way. .. Either way. He doesn't really .. have a choice.

Of course, Izuku isn't surprised when Toga gets up. She had never been the type to just go down, even when struck. Or -- that's the impression he got from her, at least. He'd never tried to properly analyze her while she was still there. He didn't have time to, after all. .. Well. Plus, he'd kind of stopped analyzing mid-battle in general. He'd learned. He knew how to fight on instinct alone, now. I mean -- it never ended well, but he knew how to. But it was just .. easier to focus on the blood and gore first thing.
Oh dear. Izuku realizes what's coming a moment before it happens, as Toga makes to slide under him. He's seen this before, can see her reaching for her knife. But he's too clumsy and bulky and slow, and he spends a moment scrabbling to escape and oh dear ouch. The sharp sting hits him again, but it's .. not as bad. It takes a little more for the harder, more concentrated scales of his underbelly to give, but it still hurts. And then, in a moment, Toga is gone, bowled over by the other feline, Dimitri, at least as far as Izuku was aware. Izuku stumbles a little, because he's too big to know what to do with himself, and his ears lie back. This -- wasn't his fight. Izuku could handle himself, right? He was bigger, more durable, and he had a knife in his stomach, fuck. It only takes a second to reach under and yank it out and it's not deep enough for him to worry too much about the blood loss that would come from it. The dragon shakes out his pe -- uh, his scales, his body, something. And then, before Dimitri and Toga can get really into it, Izuku scrabbles forwards and he bites into Toga's scruff, twisting his body awkwardly to be able to get under the fight at all. And then -- with a little more scrabbling and he's biting hard into Toga's scruff. Or, really, biting around her shoulders and neck. And then he yanks her into the air, out from under supposedly Dimitri, and spends a moment wobbling before he rights himself, Toga still swinging between his teeth. And it'd be so easy to just bite down. He could kill her right now and nobody else would have to be hurt by her again. And for a moment, he genuinely considers it, teeth firm and probably painful over Toga's form. And then he feels -- disgusted. He can't do this again. He can't. He can't do it in front of everyone else, he can't do this again at all. So, Izuku turns his head, and then throws her as far as he can manage. And then he scoops up the knife, bloody and next to the blood droplets dripping from his wounds, into his talon and tosses it away.
"This isn't your fight. I don't want you to get hurt," Izuku chides Delta, eyes wide and voice worried. Distracted. Even though he wents to go after Toga and he can't, he can't, he can't. So he distracts himself by fretting, tail giving a wide sweep and maybe a little worried because nobody else should get hurt by her, nobody else that Izuku knows. He wouldn't -- be able to handle it. Not when she's already hurt so many people and not when he could so readily prevent it. He could have ended it all just moments ago, or months ago, and then she wouldn't hurt anybody again. What was one more when you'd already taken down a small handful because otherwise they'd kill you? But one more was a lot. One more was too much, and he can't do this again.
//shh dw all of the powerplay here has been allowed by una (and owlie) uwu