He opens his eyes to catch a glimpse of dreadful looking claws, and for a painfully long moment all he can do is lie there frozen, watching as they fall upon his brother. His vision blurs as he hears Leo's breath by his ear, his brain screaming 'WHY!!' as Leo doesn't even try to move.
No! He doesn't want this! Donnie had already seen his brother, battered and bruised for them. He remembers that white-hot spike like a supernova, blinding and filling his entire being as he saw the Kraang looming behind Leo, ready to grasp him back in those greedy clutches. He feels it now and grasps it, teeth clamping together as he pulls his arms around Leo.
Above them, purple lines burn in the air, forming a drill that punches right through the beast's head before it can swipe at his brother again. With all his strength, Donnie heaves to pull them into a roll, wincing as the ground grinds against his back and his wings, the latter flaring out once he has the space.
More creatures had started to gather, sensing easy prey, perhaps, but Donnie isn't about to let them near Leo. Rage still grips him, his ninpō forming easily into the weapons he calls for as he swings a rocket mallet to send several of the beasts flying. He slams it down with a crunch upon another, twisting to swing at another when pain tears at one of his wings, jerking him back. He flaps the other frantically, pulling away with bloody feathers, still fueled by anger that he ignores the hurt.
"Get...BACK!" he near screeches, his voice impacting the offending monster like a physical blow.
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No! He doesn't want this! Donnie had already seen his brother, battered and bruised for them. He remembers that white-hot spike like a supernova, blinding and filling his entire being as he saw the Kraang looming behind Leo, ready to grasp him back in those greedy clutches. He feels it now and grasps it, teeth clamping together as he pulls his arms around Leo.
Above them, purple lines burn in the air, forming a drill that punches right through the beast's head before it can swipe at his brother again. With all his strength, Donnie heaves to pull them into a roll, wincing as the ground grinds against his back and his wings, the latter flaring out once he has the space.
More creatures had started to gather, sensing easy prey, perhaps, but Donnie isn't about to let them near Leo. Rage still grips him, his ninpō forming easily into the weapons he calls for as he swings a rocket mallet to send several of the beasts flying. He slams it down with a crunch upon another, twisting to swing at another when pain tears at one of his wings, jerking him back. He flaps the other frantically, pulling away with bloody feathers, still fueled by anger that he ignores the hurt.
"Get...BACK!" he near screeches, his voice impacting the offending monster like a physical blow.