Broken limbs wouldn't do that much damage. Not to Azula. Never to Azula. What had she said...Internal. Oh. That would...explain it. Of all people, Ty Lee knew more about how to inflict internal wounds than most. How to stop the heart, the lungs, to disrupt bending. There were quite a few ailments that could lead to death.

Ty Lee could try to stop it, whatever it was. Her healing skill was not that great, but maybe she could halt it enough to gain enough time to get help. "I thought-" The dying were said to...Azula wasn't dying, that was foolishness. But if she thought she was dying, then maybe it was best to humor her. "Yes, Azula."