"Shouldn't we step in and help?" Aang asked.
"Mangetsu seems to have it under control," Mogui shrugged.
Mangetsu and Sokka had retreated to the courtyard. Both, attempting to circle their master.
"You just want to watch Mangetsu get skewered!" Katara gasped. "And Sokka too!"
"Then we'll be next," Aang slapped his hands against his face just like that kid from Home Alone. "We have to help them!"
"This way," The Butler dude held an arm out towards a seating area. "Please watch the ritual."
"Ritual?" Jin asked.
"Yes," Fatty smiled.
"Yeah," I agreed. "Hush up; they're trying not to get poked with the stabby things."
"I was gonna say that," Mogui humphed, taking his seat.
The three duelists stood across from each other. Squared up. Anticipating any possible moves. Sokka stood in a solid fighting stance. It looked like he was poised to strike. Mangetsu had opted for a much lower squat. His blade held defensively over his head. Their master held his blade and free arm in opposition to each other, like a bird mid-flight. His sword tip almost touched the ground while two fingers strained to touch the sky.
The tension was tangible.
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Accidental Avatar 3: Totally Lit
FanfictionPreviously, disaster struck, resulting in a lot of stuff. You should check out the other stories, if you want some back story. More importantly, things are starting to heat up, and if I ever see Zuko again I'm gonna punch him in the nose for Amaya...
