Boy, is she sick of these damn birds. Aira swipes away the feathers around her face, then lands somewhat off-balance. Her heart is pounding hard in her ears, but she can still hear what Maleficent is saying. Why the hell does she think she can order Donnie around?

"Don't you dare listen to her!" she shouts.

Still defying her pain and weariness by force of will, she darts behind Raph and follows his charge, close enough so that she can say a few quick words. "She might have a spell on him or something. But if you can make an opening, then I'll go right for her and take her out."

It's a rudimentary strategy, but what other options do they have? Still, Aira manages to sound way more confident than she actually is. There's no choice; she has to act like they're going to get through this.