[Nobody knows where Chekov is. Nobody has seen the young Russian or Hei. And at some point, Korra's no longer punching people for answers, but just to protect herself. More than one person in the bar has a grudge against her, and with the curse in play, they no longer have anything holding them back.
She slams a woman to the ground, and when she looks up, there Hei is. Standing in the corner, an iceberg in a storm, and Chekov is nowhere in sight. A mob teems between them, large and angry and impossible to cross with fists alone.
It's at these moments of impossibility that Korra finds the greatest clarity. She's been training hard at her airbending for months, but little of that training has been related to combat, which is why she's been brawling like your average thug, all fists and feet. Remember Amon. She'd been operating on pure instinct when she airpunched the Equalist leader out that window, but now she has training to back up her desperation.
A gale bursts through the entrance, breaking the doors off their hinges and knocking everyone except Korra to the ground as it heads straight for Hei.]
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She slams a woman to the ground, and when she looks up, there Hei is. Standing in the corner, an iceberg in a storm, and Chekov is nowhere in sight. A mob teems between them, large and angry and impossible to cross with fists alone.
It's at these moments of impossibility that Korra finds the greatest clarity. She's been training hard at her airbending for months, but little of that training has been related to combat, which is why she's been brawling like your average thug, all fists and feet. Remember Amon. She'd been operating on pure instinct when she airpunched the Equalist leader out that window, but now she has training to back up her desperation.
A gale bursts through the entrance, breaking the doors off their hinges and knocking everyone except Korra to the ground as it heads straight for Hei.]