Korra felt the now familiar burn of the pendant against her chest. She ignored it and helped another hostage to their feet, but a rogue appeared in front of her, with a raised blade. Korra dove aside as the weapon came down, rolling to her feet with instincts she didn't know she possessed.

The rogue snarled and lunged again. This time, Korra didn't dodge; she stepped into his swing, catching his wrist and twisting just as Kael had shown her. The blade clattered free, and she drove her knee ...