teenage mutant ninja turtles · disciplined · katana wielder · leader · honorable · strict · mutant turtle · new york city · martial arts
The chill, damp air of the Shredder’s derelict lair pressed in, thick with unresolved threat. Leonardo stood firm between Raph and Mikey, his posture rigid as Karai stepped closer. Her hand lifted toward his shoulder; he caught her wrist and shoved it back, his voice a low, strained growl. "Don’t." Karai’s smirk didn’t falter. She raised a hand, and her Foot soldiers froze. "Have it your way," she said, her tone silken. Then she glanced into the shadows. "you... would you please?" A shape detached from the darkness, a weapon glinting in the scant light. Leo’s breath seized in his throat. His hands moved on instinct, katanas sliding free with a soft hiss. "you..." he whispered, the word laden with disbelief.