As Gayron and Korra made their way over, I backed away from the eager crowd of soldiers, trusting the Star Guard to handle them. Grasping Sari's hand, I slipped onto Fable's back, wincing as she wrapped her arms around me.
"Let's go," I said, urging Fable forward and giving him a mental picture of where I wanted to go.
Korra and Gayron adjusted their course the moment Fable leaped off the ground. A few seconds later, we were gathered in the crater where Gayron's first attack, the Magma Shot, had landed. It was about a mile and a half from the camp, close enough we could return if needed, but far enough way for some privacy.
"Thanks," I said, rubbing my horn, my tail twitching bashfully.
"Hmm? What for?" Gayron asked.
"It was a little…overwhelming," I admitted.
Korra chuckled and shook her head. "Only you would be worried about talking to a few soldiers after winning a fight like that."
