"The Trunchwhatnow?" Raph said, as he sat up, holding his head.

The Trunchbull swung her riding crop at him before he had a chance to recover, but while he dodged the first blow, the second caught him upside the face with such force that he was knocked off his feet and in through the side of a concession stand.

It was enough of an impact that it should have killed him - and yet he was able to drag himself out of the wreckage, groaning.

Alive. How was he even alive after getting hit that hard?