Raph was sick of these dang Oozesquitos. He squashed one under his fist, before looking up to check on his brothers. They had finished off the other bugs but Raph didn’t feel relieved when he heard a cry in the distance. They had missed one! He rushed to the sound, finding some poor person who had been mutated by the bug. “Hey, hey, are you ok?” He felt guilty about this and it showed on his face.