[Katara, meanwhile, had run three steps and dropped her second flashbomb over her shoulder. Whether or not it went off while he was in the mist or as he stepped outside it wasn't the point - the point was ensuring she could get away.
She slipped another hand into her belt, palmed a third one, and when she reached the edge of the trench was willing to risk a glance over her shoulder - less shadows, still some mist, and he's not moving very quickly and she realizes he was looking for her.
And she wishes she had the ability to hide in the dirt, or to make clones, or mirages - but she doesn't, so now she has a split second to decide on what she'll do...
Attack or keep running? She can't fight him from a distance, he's too fast. Five of those shadow arms... she'll stand a better chance than fifteen, but who knows what he's going to decide to do with them next?
Regardless, she wants to get a little further away from the trench and the now-longer (thank you SO MUCH for your help, setting sun, really) shadows of the trees, and abruptly veers left.]
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She slipped another hand into her belt, palmed a third one, and when she reached the edge of the trench was willing to risk a glance over her shoulder - less shadows, still some mist, and he's not moving very quickly and she realizes he was looking for her.
And she wishes she had the ability to hide in the dirt, or to make clones, or mirages - but she doesn't, so now she has a split second to decide on what she'll do...
Attack or keep running? She can't fight him from a distance, he's too fast. Five of those shadow arms... she'll stand a better chance than fifteen, but who knows what he's going to decide to do with them next?
Regardless, she wants to get a little further away from the trench and the now-longer (thank you SO MUCH for your help, setting sun, really) shadows of the trees, and abruptly veers left.]