Donnie supposes Kanna has a point there, the world around him still teetering sickeningly, and the ever present coppery scent in the air isn't helping. He swallows, squeezing his eyes shut another moment. His earlier movement prompting him to slip his free hand to his side. The wound's thankfully not too deep, but it still stings, and he can see a line of red against the dark yellow of his plastron between the slash in his shirt.
He sucks in a careful breath as though he can filter out the smell of blood, trying once again to get to his feet. Kanna dispatches another soldier so easily, and he's glad she's keeping them away while he tries to collect himself.
It's only because of that tell-tale red glow that Donnie can locate Raph, still too far for him to feel at ease. He's not sure how long his older not!brother can hold out, but he's not letting him tank everything. His vision's stopped swimming, and while he still leans against his staff for balance, Donnie can focus better.
Something big takes form near Raph, the outlines of an Armor, Zephyr-class, pieced together from the inside out as vibrant magenta lines trace out each part. It still moves far faster than an actual armor, sweeping a pair of short swords around to help clear out the soldiers crowding in.
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Date: 2025-04-12 10:31 pm (UTC)He sucks in a careful breath as though he can filter out the smell of blood, trying once again to get to his feet. Kanna dispatches another soldier so easily, and he's glad she's keeping them away while he tries to collect himself.
It's only because of that tell-tale red glow that Donnie can locate Raph, still too far for him to feel at ease. He's not sure how long his older not!brother can hold out, but he's not letting him tank everything. His vision's stopped swimming, and while he still leans against his staff for balance, Donnie can focus better.
Something big takes form near Raph, the outlines of an Armor, Zephyr-class, pieced together from the inside out as vibrant magenta lines trace out each part. It still moves far faster than an actual armor, sweeping a pair of short swords around to help clear out the soldiers crowding in.