Raph could see that this was going to be a short fight.
His right forearm shot up to deflect the punch downward and his left hand seized the sleeve of the muggers jacket. Raphael stepped into the man and his right hand shot to the guy's throat. All his weight went to his left leg as his right wrapped one of the mugger's calves and swept backward to lift the foot. With the guy caught off-balance, Raph easily slapped him to the ground. Holding onto the arm to keep the mugger prone, Raphael dug his fingers into the meat of the neck they held.
"Say 'uncle', moron," he seethed through gritted teeth.