Wait, what was that flash? Donnie tenses, head jerking upwards as the energy spikes on his passive scans, and immediately he's standing straight, breath catching in his throat as he looks for signs of tendrils, another Technodrome emergence...
Please, please no...
Nothing of the sort breaks through, but as he zooms in he catches sight of something escaping the brief portal.
"What...?" He's on the alert now, tracking the movement. The power output is impressive, the shape...unfamiliar, but-
...it's coming this way. It's coming directly for him.
Donnie throws himself to the roof, bracing for a much heavier landing. He cautiously lifts his head, shoving his goggles up as he realizes it's landed already. Much smaller than he'd anticipated, but then the Kraang armors had been in varying sizes and still quite capable of damage. This one doesn't quite match the aesthetic they'd seemed fond of but then, what else could it be??
And yet at the back of his mind, something nags at him that he's seen this somewhere before.
Its ears (ears???) shift and Donnie is all at once on the defensive, pulling his staff from behind him, a simple wooden bō. Internally his heart is pounding, but he tries not to show his fear as he eyes the unknown mechanical beast.
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Please, please no...
Nothing of the sort breaks through, but as he zooms in he catches sight of something escaping the brief portal.
"What...?" He's on the alert now, tracking the movement. The power output is impressive, the shape...unfamiliar, but-
...it's coming this way. It's coming directly for him.
Donnie throws himself to the roof, bracing for a much heavier landing. He cautiously lifts his head, shoving his goggles up as he realizes it's landed already. Much smaller than he'd anticipated, but then the Kraang armors had been in varying sizes and still quite capable of damage. This one doesn't quite match the aesthetic they'd seemed fond of but then, what else could it be??
And yet at the back of his mind, something nags at him that he's seen this somewhere before.
Its ears (ears???) shift and Donnie is all at once on the defensive, pulling his staff from behind him, a simple wooden bō. Internally his heart is pounding, but he tries not to show his fear as he eyes the unknown mechanical beast.