After shaking an automaton head off his sai on the run, the turtle ran as fast as he could toward the house. He poked his mutant power. Fuzzy carpet under his bare feet smoldered as he ran toward the living room. He glowed a little as his skin grew warmer.

Athos headed straight for the mermaid lamps. He swatted at them to find the killswitch. He wanted out of here. Though that was assuming the automaton had been on the level with him.

But if not, he assumed the building burning down around him would have the same effect.