She holds onto his hand as they head up the steps, and toward the doorway out of the stands. They're shoved along with the remaining spectators - no more explosions follow, but there is as loud splash and rush of water. Asami doesn't look back, but when they're just through the door, she hesitates - when a voice cries out from back inside the arena.
By the the time she's turned back to look, Korra has been caught by a metalbending cable. She lets out a breath, and keeps moving, pulling Autor out of the way of the door.
"I'm sorry," she calls, trying to keep against the wall as others pass them. "We can try a door downstairs."
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By the the time she's turned back to look, Korra has been caught by a metalbending cable. She lets out a breath, and keeps moving, pulling Autor out of the way of the door.
"I'm sorry," she calls, trying to keep against the wall as others pass them. "We can try a door downstairs."