20.4 Toko
The air was much too cold here. It hurt to breathe, even. She had no idea where she was, and she lacked the energy necessary to send out the vibrations to find out. Her hair was wet, but not with water. She lifted a hand hesitantly as she struggled to brush her fingers through her hair.
They were sticky.
Sticky with blood.
"No," she heard the whisper, but the sound vibrated against her eardrums too slowly. Unnaturally. A cold, shaking hand grasped her own, untangling it from her hair and resting it by her side. "Save your energy. Breathe."
Toph clenched the hand that still held hers, wanting to be able to hold on to something,
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Katara! Toph yelled. Just leave it alone! I cant go, not like this! Ill be blind!
But you already are blind, Katara said with a laugh as she held Tophs glasses out of reach of the shorter girl.
Toph frowned and placed her hands on her hips as she glared at the blurry image of Katara. Smirking, Toph lightly punched Katara in the stomach and reached for Kataras arms, trying to grab her glasses back as Katara doubled over, but the taller girl was too fast and raised the glasses out of Tophs reach again. Toph frowned and sighed.