That bit of movement is what saves Popp. The snake drops, squirming in the air as it tries to bite. Izuku is taking no chances. He wraps tendrils of Blackwhip around Popp and hoists him into the air where he floats several feet above ground. It's a relatively comfortable ride; Izuku is trained to carry the injured.
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"Are you all right?!"
He resists the urge to tell him he told him so.