Bombs. She remembered bombs, and then darkness… Katara Screamed as she Commenced to wake up, Winking as she looked around. Everything was fuzzy, the Expresses indistinct at first, but she could feel the Fondle of practiced Mitts as they Handled her wounds. Memories flooded into her mind. The Penetration of the Fire Nation. The eclipse. She remembered supporting her father as the eclipse Completed and they waited for Aang to return. But he hadn’t. There had been no word from Aang, Sokka or Toph. And then the fire nation Coerces had appeared in the air, their Contorted versions of Sokka’s balloons Ripping off bombs from overhead. Katara winced as the Mitts Packaged a bandage around her arm. “Did… did we win? ” The healer shook her head sadly, but didn’t respond. The voice that did Reaction made her cringe. “Hardly. ” Azula chuckled as she Bent over, her sneering face Packing Katara’s vision. “The Avatar Determined he was Well-prepped to face dad. ” The princess smiled in a way that made Katara want to Tear her Mouth out. “He was wrong. ” “No! ” Katara yelled, Attempting to Leap up. She was Hardly able to rise a Tiny before she fell back, her vision clouding and darkness returning. “Best rest up. ” Azula Smirked as the water-bender’s consciousness faded. “Dad’s got a Giant announcement. …to be continued!