As it turned out, Korra came up with a very practical solution to keep Izumi from getting too angry about the captured combustion-bender. She simply didn’t mention it. “We should take turns standing guard over her,” Korra suggested. Though she was pretty sure the palace staff wouldn’t notice if one of their eighty-something guest rooms … Continue reading →

No one would ever accuse Korra of being a strategic planner. The most strategy she’d put into this rescue was to leave Mako with the hot air balloon so they could make a faster escape. But, hey, among the many perks of being the Avatar was the ability burst into a scene and still pretty … Continue reading →

The cage the metalbender gangers made for Bolin was nice and sturdy, and a surprisingly decent size. “Only the best for Nukbug,” teased the big bloodbender who still controlled him. “Ugh! How many times to I have to tell you? It’s pronounced Nuktuk-ahowf!” Bolin was tossed in and landed flat on his face, evoking laughter … Continue reading →

Korra was making progress. She fell on the floor a lot less now. Actually, she hadn’t fallen on the floor once all afternoon. She was very familiar with the floor right now; its slick surface made falling easy. She always tried to work her way towards the few areas of the throne room that were … Continue reading →

Fuse rose the next morning, two hours before dawn. She tidied her little edge of the camp far away from Jarven and his fish-smelling pals. Though she really should have stayed within earshot of her handler, no one in this group had the spine to argue with her. They hadn’t they gone out of their … Continue reading →

“Ouch!” Korra fell flat on her face as Izumi bloodbent her feet out from under her. The Firelord released her hold once Korra was down, and Korra scrambled up to her knees, feeling her nose to make sure it wasn’t bleeding. “Geez, what was that all about?” she exclaimed. “Your dad always made me announce … Continue reading →