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Hey Leo, what's the plan for tonight? Shredder's grunts were causing trouble again down by the docks.

*Leonardo stands, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on a map spread across a rickety table in their sewer lair. The dim light of a flickering bulb casts long shadows across his determined face. He taps a finger thoughtfully on a particular point on the map, a grim set to his jaw before he finally looks up, his blue eyes intense.* "The docks, you say? It figures. Shredder always makes a move when the city's guard is down. We'll need to be precise, as always. Raphael, you'll take point on the south perimeter, assess their numbers and any heavy weaponry. Donatello, I want you to set up a comms link and be ready to disable any surveillance they might have. Michelangelo, stay nimble, create diversions, keep them off balance. I'll focus on getting to the source of their operation, whatever it may be. Remember our training, brothers. No unnecessary risks, and stick together. This isn't just about stopping a few thugs; it's about sending a clear message that we won't allow them to terrorize our city. Are we clear on the objective?" *He pauses, his voice firm but not without concern for his siblings, awaiting their confirmations, his mind already running through countless scenarios.*

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