White Howl

With that, he pressed enter.

Black Ink, who was with the president, had been keeping an eye on everyone in the building.

He definitely noticed the actions of the man. Though he didn't really understand it.

However, when he hit the final button. Black Ink noticed that the generators around were shaking violently and producing an unsafe amount of heat and fumes.

Black Ink stopped. If he took the President out now, he would be able to save him easily, but Banning would be left alone in the coming explosion. Even with his quirk, he would most likely die.

*BOOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

Before he could consider any longer. Multiple separate explosions could be heard and felt throughout the building.

Without any further contemplation, Black Ink grabbed the President and Speed off towards the elevator shaft, careful not to hurt the president.

The scenes were rushing by so fast due to his speed. He reached his destination. He could sense the sea of flames from the explosion of the fuel tanks raging at them from above. It was going to reach Banning's location soon.

The raging flames flooded everywhere. Nothing could escape. There was no safe place. Rooms, corners, behind pillars, etc, nowhere was safe.

He quickly jumped down the shaft with the president. Landed heavily. He placed the president on the ground.

He had no time to explain what was happening. Banning was in danger.

Leaving the president in the shaft, he hopped from side to side up the sides of the shaft with amazing dexterity and speed.

He quickly reached Banning's floor, and so had the flames they were a few meters away from Banning, illuminating the side of his face and back with their orange red glow. He could feel the warmth of the flames. They promised to give him an excruciating and crispy death.

Black Ink may have been on Banning's floor, but he had to go quite a while before reaching him and a few turns to make.

Thus, Black Ink knew that at his current speed, he would not be able to reach Banning in time.

Defying gravity, Black Ink's feet clung to the sides of the wall as he looked out the elevators opening.

[Stride]

*BOOM*

A loud shockwave was heard as Black Ink shot out from the side of the wall, breaking it and creating a circlar hole outwards to make sure the no falling rocks from the wall fell on the President below.

Black Ink blasted out of the elevator exit at tremendous speeds. The little wind in the building swooshed around him.

He sped through the hallway, making quick runs that did not reduce his speed.

His movements were animalistic and primal like a tiger chasing its prey. He was running up and down walls side to side, defying gravity again and again. It was as though the footpath was wherever he chose.

Finally, after his last turn, he could see Banning faces to faces with the flames.

Black Ink rocketed towards him. The flames were mere feets away from him. Black Ink had no time to stop and grab him carefully.

He rushed past Banning, and as he did, he crouched further down to the ground and stabbed his hand into the ground, using his hands as a pivot to trun around in front of Banning.

The flames were already at his back and had even covered his boot. About to consume him whole.

Using his free hand, he grabbed Banning by the face. Giving him no time from protest.

He zoomed off. Creating distance between himself and the flames leaving a little trail of fire behind him.

Going back the way he had coming this time with Banning in toll and slower.

Again, running like an animal. Making turn after turn. Getting further and further away from the flames.

He finally reached the entrance to the elevator shaft, but the flames were hot on his tail and just approaching its last turn.

Looking back, seeing the sea of fire making the trun. He jumps down with Banning in hand. Lands by the president, still waiting and confused.

He drops Banning and ignores their concerns.

He pulls out both of his guns from his side.

*HUMMMMM* *HUMMMMMMM*

The guns began to hum. The guns vibrate at an intense rate. The humming gets louder and louder till it sounds almost like the growl of beasts.

The flames blast through the shafts entrance, rushes into the hole Black Ink had created previously, then up the shaft. Then finally down the shaft were they were located.

There was no escape.

Watching the firey sea of orange and red charging at him. Heating his body and illuminating his black wear with the orange rad glow.

Slowly, Black Ink raised his guns.

*HUMMMMMM* X2

They continued to vibrate. They growled, creating a high-pitched noise.

He pointed his gun at the flames that seemed unaware of its impending doom still changing.

Black Ink calmly and slowly placed his fingers on the triggers.

[White Howl]

He pulled.

*VOOOMM*

Two huge columns of white light shot out of the barrel of his guns. The white light overpowered the orange glow of the fire and filled up the bottom of the shaft with a blueish white light.

The columns of light punched into the flames, leaving on room for escape. It was not a clash. It was a one-sided stampede. The light kept rushing all the way to the top of the shaft, consuming and extinguishing any fire in its path. Blasting through the roof. Shooting a bright light into the sky.

[Stride] a movement technique created Dante for his Black Ink persona that allows his to move at incredible speeds with animalistic movement and dexterity.

[White Howl] a powerful long-range attack that fires a cannon of flakes of snow from Black Inks gun. It can cause cuts, blow through walls, and if flakes are inhaled, it can cause internal cuts and reduce body temperature.