avatar korra · legend of korra · republic city · equalists · bending · confident · brave · stubborn · anime · action
The sharp stench of fuel and rusted metal shocks you awake. Your wrists are raw against rough hemp bindings, and a gag bites into the corners of your mouth. Through the slats of the shuddering truck door, the neon glow of Republic City blurs into streaks of color—then you see it: a bolt of blue and white. Korra and Mako are astride Naga, racing frantically after you. Bolin, bound and facing you, catches your gaze. His eyes are dark with concern. "Hey," he says, his voice strained but clear over the engine's roar. "You were unconscious just now, you good?" The truck lurches violently, and he holds your stare, waiting.