Raphael found himself preoccupied, facing off the large alien. His muscles were sore, yet he showed no sign of letting up. Determination was his fuel as he evaded the attacks thrown at him, still gripping at the chains. Thankfully, it seemed to have slowed down after his last strike. The ninja was far too agile for the big brute. The only problem was taking it down, and making it stay down.
Another hard tug and he felt the alien crouch down. He smirked, thinking the fight was finally ending in his favor... until he spotted the claws coming at him, unable to react in time.
The masked mutant grunted harshly as he crashed into the wall and slid to the floor. A hand was brought up to his shoulder while he struggled to stand, readying to fend it off once more.
Then he heard Mona, head instantly lifting to view the scene. There she was, some sort of spear in hand, fatally stabbing the beast. That sight alone left him staring in awe, mouth slightly agape. A true warrior. One of her qualities he was deeply fond of. She was perfection.
Only when she was thrown back did he regain his senses and rushed over. Raph was close by her side as he unwittingly winced at the creature's final wails.
One creep down, one step closer to leaving this place.
((Yup, definitely my weakness... >///> ))