The Ninja Turtles moved stealthily across the rooftops of New York, on their usual night patrol. The moon shone down on the city, illuminating the buildings and alleys. A figure emerged from the shadows, moving with agility and speed. It was an enemy of the Foot Clan, a warrior known for her lethality and precision in combat.

“Get ready!” Leonardo exclaimed, instantly drawing his katanas.

Raphael, with his sais in hand, let out a defiant smile. “This is going to be interesting.”

Donatello got into position with his Bō staff, while Michelangelo spun his nunchucks with energy. “Time to kick some ass, brothers,” Mikey said excitedly.

The Foot Clan woman wasted no time. With surprising speed, she launched herself at Leonardo, and before he could react, she kicked him off the edge of the building.

“Leo!” his brothers shouted in unison, running towards the edge.

But the enemy wasn’t done. In one fluid movement, she turned towards Donatello, giving him a kick that sent him reeling back. Then, with almost impossible speed, she launched herself after Leonardo. In midair, she grabbed him roughly by the neck and pulled him towards her tightly.

Leonardo’s eyes went wide as he struggled to breathe. The woman stared at him, their faces almost touching. Her voice came out soft but charged with intensity.

“Don’t you dare die,” she whispered, her tone a mix of menace and a strange kind of concern. “If you die, my life as a villain will be meaningless.”

The other brothers could hardly believe their eyes. Raphael clenched his fists in fury, while Michelangelo and Donatello tried to find a way to save Leonardo without him falling from such a dangerous height. The confrontation was far from over, but now the situation was much more complicated than they had anticipated. The enemy was not only dangerous, but had a personal interest in the lives of Leonardo and his brothers, something that would undoubtedly change the course of the battle.