Chapter 18 by mburns

Bolin is freed. Time to rendezvous with Asami

Rendezvous

Korra and Bolin ascended up the stairs at a rapid pace, both looking rather ridiculous. Korra, wearing a super tight coat with way too big pants, and Bolin, cupping his dignity within his hands. The duo made it to the twenty third floor, where they were greeted by Asami. "Korra! I'm so glad you made it. Why is Bolin naked?" Korra chuckled as Bolin turned so red his face may have rivaled the heat of a firebender. "Long story. Did you find Takana?" Asami gestured to her right.

Korra looked and realized what was directly in front of them: a gigantic wooden door, coated in beautiful paintings of dragons. A clear mockery of the Fire Lord's palace. "Well, that has to be it."

Kicking down the door revealed a long hallway, at the end of which sat Takana in an oversized throne decorated with skulls and animal furs. The mock king laughed. "I see you found your friend. He was never in any danger. I only needed him to lure you here. Now, you're right where I want you." Korra stood her ground. "I'm not afraid of you." Takana chuckled. "You think you can take me? You're not even wearing pants!" Korra looked down, dismayed to find the baggy pants Asami lent her had fallen to the ground. She refastened them tighter with a belt, then prepared a fire fist, charging at the man.