The little turtles were disappointed.
They had only gotten the armor a few days ago and thought that they could fight the Foot Clan. In the end, the first time they put on the armor to fight, their master was taken away.
It was like a blow to the head.
Luke casually knocked the four kids on the head. "Alright, your master was taken away because… you didn't have enough control over the environment."
Considering how strict a certain rat was, he hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything important.
On his way here, he had asked about how Splinter had been taken, and was very sure that this was a mishap that was mainly the rat's fault.
Why were the four little turtles fine? Because they had put on their armor right away.
The tranquilizers and tasers which the combat soldiers had brought with them were basically useless on the turtles.
