The voices echoes through her mindscape . ‘ ᴄᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ’ A hand gripped her dark locks , pressing her head . ‘ 𝐂𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 ’ The voice grew louder . ‘ 𝘾𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 ’ A piercing scream echoed out through the trees . “ 𝙂𝘼𝘼𝙃 ! 𝙄 𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝙄𝙏. ”

Watching as he dodged her shot , she growled . She . . .couldn't understand what was going on . The bridge to her reality and fantasy was deathly thin . “ . . . What do you want . . ” Her voice suddenly dropped in tone . As if she was too out of it and weak to argue .

What was the avatar up to exactly . It seems she has slipped . Lashing out with full force , extended arms made of water and earth , slicing through a large bolder . When she got like this , this lost , she was hostile towards anything .

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She snarled . Though , luckily the other didn't seem to pose as a full threat , she still had a /lot/ of trauma with him to . Mainly the feeling of pain . “ I. . . ” Why did he care — Her gaze turned confused . “ Why . . . So you can use it against me ? ” Paranoia .

“ I'm not stupid ! If I tell you . You will just use it against me . Like you said . It's worse than you even taking my bending . Or blood bending me . ” She felt a pressure now . A odd feeling of fear .

“ He tricked me like everyone else does . He told me I'm doing a good thing bringing spirits here . . .but opening the portal was for his own plans . . . ” She sighed .

Korra was passed out in a stream , her head /barely/ above the wanted .