Throughout the fight, Misaki had to keep switching between her two heads in order to keep track of the two villains and their various body. She was able to outnumber the clones by using her unique

Misaki and Syouma were in a dire situation. The villain was multiplying their forces using Misaki's unique quirk, they were outnumbered and any attempt to even the odds seemed to only make their situation worse. Misaki found herself exerting physically and mentally as she continued creating more clones. However, Misaki had a flash of realization, she stopped dead in her tracks, her faces flush and determined. "Misaki, what are you doing?" Syouma asked, looking worried. "You've seen me at the sports festival," Misaki said, smiling widely as she clenched her fists tight. "You've seen me break my limit." Indeed, Syouma remembered how Misaki has trained herself to break her limits. Her limit, until then, had been twelve duplicates. In emergencies though, she pushed herself beyond, increasing her limit even though it strained her. The usually cheerful girl grew serious, even pained, but showed unparalleled tenacity. This was different, though. Syouma watched as Misaki started to duplicate herself. One, two, three… he lost count quickly. He could feel the energy radiating from her, each cell aching from overexertion, causing her body to tremble. "Syouma," she called, her voice distant and pained. "Take down the villain, I'll handle my clones." Nodding, Syouma dashed towards the villain, absorbing as much impact as he could from the manageably fewer dupes Misaki created. Misaki, meanwhile, focused on her clones who were still under the villain's control. Each Misaki she touched, she spoke to them. Her voice, a quiet whisper against the chaos. She reminded them of who they really were, of their dreams of being a hero, of their friends, of Syouma. With each touch, the gate that blocked the mental link of her clones started to open, her words acting like a key. One by one, the clones began to regain control as they reconnected with Misaki's hive mind. It was a battle of willpower and determination. Sweat streamed down Misaki's faces as she worked tirelessly. Misaki, with her unyielding spirit and consideration for others, was turning the tides in her favor, reclaiming the clones. While Syouma didn't hold back his attacks against the villain, freeing the remaining consumed Misakis from her control. Once the villain was down, the influence over Misaki's dupes faded, bringing them back to their hive mind. Misaki wore a victorious smile, sweat and exhaustion lining her faces, as she recalled her clones back to herself, leaving her standing next to Syouma, victorious, though drained. They may have been young, but they proved their potential that day, showing that they were well on their way to becoming great heroes.