With practiced agility, Donatello hopped up on the crevasses, finally making it to the top. And when he saw what was there, he nearly froze in horror.

The entire glacier was collapsing. And the cracks in the ice were charging gast towards them.

"Shell-"

He forced himself to move. Now was not the time to be afraid. Momoko was still alive, and she was going to stay that way. He pushed forward, ran hard.

Right towards the Cornucopia. Of course. Now it made sense. Under his hood, Don couldn't suppress a small smile.

"Looks like we're in the finals...!"