Raph dashes to meet her halfway after the failed attempt to kick evil in the face, glancing over a shoulder to make sure she's still okay. He isn't a stranger to being used as a shield, and he'd rather be the one blocking any other attacks coming their way instead of having her left alone to defend herself while she's still reorienting to the situation at hand.
His brow creases upon hearing what Aira relays to him. "A spell? Now that's sick. An' not in a good way." The options really are few and far between, but the cobbled-together tactic she has in mind can do in a pinch.
He reminds himself that now is not the time to get sentimental over how similar she is to April in moments like this.
"With these guys?" The turtle's arms are once again encased in glowing red gauntlets, locking into position out and to either side of his large frame. "Not a problem."
Raph does many things. Some of those things relating to being a ninja aren't very ninja-like at all. In this case, however, he uses that ninja speed, kicking up a few notches as he fearlessly rushes the raven-soldiers with a primal yell. He'll take on one. Heck, he'll take them all on. Giant red fists meet beaks and armor with extreme prejudice, giving Aira the chance she needs to get through.
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Raph dashes to meet her halfway after the failed attempt to kick evil in the face, glancing over a shoulder to make sure she's still okay. He isn't a stranger to being used as a shield, and he'd rather be the one blocking any other attacks coming their way instead of having her left alone to defend herself while she's still reorienting to the situation at hand.
His brow creases upon hearing what Aira relays to him. "A spell? Now that's sick. An' not in a good way." The options really are few and far between, but the cobbled-together tactic she has in mind can do in a pinch.
He reminds himself that now is not the time to get sentimental over how similar she is to April in moments like this.
"With these guys?" The turtle's arms are once again encased in glowing red gauntlets, locking into position out and to either side of his large frame. "Not a problem."
Raph does many things. Some of those things relating to being a ninja aren't very ninja-like at all. In this case, however, he uses that ninja speed, kicking up a few notches as he fearlessly rushes the raven-soldiers with a primal yell. He'll take on one. Heck, he'll take them all on. Giant red fists meet beaks and armor with extreme prejudice, giving Aira the chance she needs to get through.