Tik. Tik. Tik. The scissors hitting the ice made an odd sound. Tik. Tik. Tik. Tik. Tikcrumble. A small piece of ice fell off, revealing... slightly more of Azula's leg. They'd need to work faster than this, but at least it was something. Tik. She wondered if they could do it faster somehow. Did the first aid kit have matches or anythi--

"Out of the three of us," Karen muttered, "it would be the firebender who's unconscious."