The team pulled themselves out of the rubble, but Hiro scrambled back over it to the robot, who was stuck in a small crater of debris. Yokai rose on his pillar of microbots in front of the rest of the team, half-threatening them, waiting for their next move. Some of the microbots supported what must have been a part of the portal that they had seen on the screen earlier. GoGo, Honey Lemon, and Fred stood in ready stances, anticipating the imminent fight ahead. Wasabi, less sure, turned to them.

"What's the plan?" shouted Wasabi. He held up his laser plasma blades at the ready.

"Get the mask!" shouted GoGo, as she zoomed past him. She skidded up the broken supports for the portal toward Yokai and tossed a disc at him. He called up the microbots to knock them aside, and shifted downward, to the floor. Honey Lemon leapt down after her, landing on a squishy chemical compound she quickly concocted. She hid behind a pillar as Yokai chased GoGo around the room. An idea popped into her head, and she typed in a quick compound into the purse, and out popped a new ball. She took a deep breath before leaping out from behind the pillar—just in time to be beaned in the head with a disc from GoGo that Yokai dodged at the last moment. The ball slipped out of her hand, and fell to the ground. A slippery substance spread across the floor, and GoGo's momentum wasn't stopping—she slid on the blue splotch, right into Honey Lemon, knocking them both backward to the floor.

Fred took this opportunity to leap into action. "Fire breath!" he announced as he spewed fire from his suit's mouth, spinning as he went, in the direction of Yokai. The villain shot a wave of microbots upward, catching Fred and knocking him into GoGo and Honey Lemon.

Now, Yokai looked to Wasabi, who froze. Then, he realized that he had to do something. He lifted his laser plasma blades threateningly. "You wanna dance, huh?" he asked, waving the blades slightly. "You'll be dancing with me!"

Yokai sent streams of microbots at Wasabi, and he cut them up with his laser plasma blades as he did. He sliced, and cut, and continued to hack at the streams of microbots as they were hurled at him, successfully deflecting them as they tried to reach him. "Hey!" he exclaimed when he realized that he had batted them all away. "Yeah! That's right, that's what you're dealing with!" He pumped his fist into the air, and then realized why the streams of microbots had stopped shooting after him: his feet had been cemented to the ground by the microbots. "Oh," he uttered, before being flung to the side by the microbots, slamming into the pile of his teammates.

Yokai looked up from this pile of dispatched opponents to look for the other two, and found them—blasting straight toward him. He put up his hands in defense, not even being able to react with the microbots in his surprise, and was knocked backward, past the place where the portals had been perched, and down onto the metal floor. As he went, a sea of microbots came up to the two heroes, knocking Baymax backward, and causing Hiro to tumble down after Yokai. As the masked madman hit the floor, the mask bounced off and slid away. Hiro tucked and rolled as he landed, and got to his feet, Yokai still getting to his own. Hiro snatched up the mask and held up his hands in fists, ready to do what he could. He might be small, but Yokai didn't have the microbots on his side anymore. He was just a normal guy.

Yokai finally got up, straightened out, and turned to Hiro. Hiro's heart stopped, and his hand lost grip of the mask, letting it bounce to the floor. Behind him, the others, recovered from their pileup, crowded around the railing, gasping as they did. Hiro reached out a hand, but then pulled it back.

"Tadashi?" he asked. And there he was, his brother, who he thought had died in the fire that had taken his microbots and Callaghan—but here he was! The right side of his face was warped with burns, the hair singed off, and the left side of his face looked a little worse for wear, but there he was, his brother, alive.

Tadashi glared at Hiro. "Who the hell is Tadashi?" he growled. A silence filled the space, and no one moved, unsure of how to proceed.

Then, in an instant, Tadashi swooped down, grabbed ahold of the mask, put it back on, and in the same fluid motion, used the microbots to crash through the ceiling of the facility, piece of the portal in tow. Hiro stood there, his mouth slightly open, looking at the spot where Tadashi, his brother, had just been. "You… died…" he murmured, as his team leapt over the railing and joined him down below.

"Hiro!" said Honey Lemon, grabbing ahold of his shoulders. "Hiro! Are you alright?" GoGo was surveying the hole, and Baymax pushed past Honey Lemon.

"Hiro," commented Baymax, "you seem—distressed. Can you rate your pain on a…"

"Baymax, wings," commanded Hiro. The wings popped out of the back of Baymax's suit on command. Hiro ducked under Honey Lemon's arms and climbed aboard his back. "Go," he said, and Baymax activated his rocket boots, propelling them upward.

"Hiro, wait!" shouted Wasabi. But it was too late—he was gone.