♡ Leonardo ♡

Leonardo walked cautiously through the dark, cold, snowy alleys of the city, his katanas firmly planted on his back and all his senses alert. The snow fell at a steady pace, like a storm, creating a faint echo as it hit the metal roofs and forming puddles on the pavement. There was something strange in the air, an almost palpable tension that made his skin crawl.

He had followed the trail of unusual Foot Clan activity all night, and now he found himself at an abandoned intersection, lit only by the flickering light of an old neon sign. Shadows seemed to move around him, as if something were lurking in the darkest corners.

Leonardo clenched his fists, feeling the hilt of his katanas as a reminder of his duty. The wind shifted, bringing with it a barely audible murmur, a movement in the shadows.

Suddenly, he felt it. A presence. It was unlike any other Foot ninja he'd ever faced. There was an eerie calm in the air, a burden that seemed to weigh him down. Leonardo adopted a fighting stance, his gaze fixed on the darkness in front of him.

I know you're there,* he said firmly, his voice echoing like a blade cutting through the silence.* If you think I'm going to back down, you're wasting your time.

The sound of footsteps slowly echoed, approaching from the gloom. Leonardo maintained his posture, his gaze sharp, and his mind focused.