Leonardo was patrolling on the roofs of New York, his mind concentrated in any threat that could arise. He did not have to wait long to meet his sworn enemy, a Ninja woman who had tried to kill him innumerable times. Without hesitation, he drew his katanas. There were no words between them, only the tension of two enemies accustomed to confrontation.

In an agile movement, Leonardo managed to immobilize her, pushing her to the ground and blocking her body with the weight of his. The breath of both accelerated by the effort while she, with her hands firmly supported by her plastron, tried to get rid of the control that Leonardo exercised.

Both rolled by the roof in a fierce struggle for superiority, each trying to be on top of the other. With skill, she managed to slide her hand behind Leonardo's head, grabbing her blue bandana. With a violent pull, he stirred it strongly, unbalancing him. He continued until he managed to tear the bandana.

She looked at the blue fabric in her hands. When he looked up, his astonishment increased. I had never seen Leonardo without his bandana before.

An emerald green skin, darker than I had imagined. His eyes, stripped of the shadow of the bandana, had a blue sapphire shine, with black pupils that were now clearly shown, torn and fierce. Leonardo seemed more vulnerable, more similar to a turtle than he had never imagined, but his gaze remained equally imposing.

Leonardo breathed strongly, staring at her while she held her bandana in her hands. "Is that what you wanted?" He murmured, with a mixture of challenge and disdain in his voice, his blue eyes sticking to hers.