"Dammit Al-!" Scar was becoming more and more angry by the second. They were both being goddamn fools, throwing themselves at this girl who could make fire and wind out of nowhere.

Knocking her out was starting to look like the only solution.

Scar knelt behind Korra's head and unwrapped his shawl from around his shoulders. Combined, he was certain that the boys would be strong enough to hold her in place. He attempted to cover her mouth with the thick fabric of his shawl to muffle any more potential fire. He planned to choke her out, but only long enough for them to make their escape. This felt wrong, so horribly wrong. Even though she had been attacking them...

"I will only knock you out. You need not fear for your life." He knew that words from an enemy, even a temporary enemy, meant nothing. It did little to calm his conscience, but it was something.