[The krang just flashes its teeth in a snarl at Leo, the skin around Peter's face taut and strangely pulling apart at the edges. More of the pink krang presence seemingly trying to push its way through the skin.
Leo should feel a tug, like Peter is reaching out to him blindly. It doesn't match the snarling visage of the other possessed teenager leaping at him again.]
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Leo should feel a tug, like Peter is reaching out to him blindly. It doesn't match the snarling visage of the other possessed teenager leaping at him again.]