Donatello hopped across buildings, watching the city down below. People were screaming, flailing their arms as buildings crumbled. There was a new villain—all four brothers were going around from different sides to take the villain down. Donnie began to ramble to himself, trying to calm himself. He was alone with the villain for a moment, a moment of vulnerability.

“Alright. The villain seems to be destroying everything. Well, obviously. They’re cackling like a crazy person—wow.” he said.