Date: 2025-04-10 05:02 am (UTC)
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"POWER SMASH JUTSU!"

Red light flashes, engulfing Raph's arms like enormous gauntlets as he charges headlong ahead of the others into the fray, picking up speed as he punches through the crowd of blood-crazed soldiers rushing at their own dangerous pace. Shielded fists pummel both flesh and metal, pound for pound, each strike landing on spots closest to the ninja turtle's reach.

Hesitation only becomes a second thought the more he starts hearing the wetness upon impact. His eyes, unfortunately, don't betray him in this moment; paired with the stench, he can see red outside of what he projects.

A different shade of red, wet and alive and not healthy at all.

He likes red. But not like this.

"What's with these guys?! Something's gotta phase 'em!" Raph grimaces, letting the pair of large fists disappear to get a hold of his sai. Even if he did clear a way through, the legion is still coming at them. He dodges a soldier that leaps at him, spinning to kick another one away to buy some time.
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