Bab 185: 27.4 Fighting Retreat

"Fvck me..."

Staring at the tower, I spotted my previous route along the walls as I approached the first of many cracks and crevasses that I made earlier. Stabbing the Yin on the first instance, I began the painstaking task of climbing up the tower once more. No shortcuts still, just pure elbow grease and raw upper body strength at play here, unfortunately.

"Shvt..." I cursed under my breath just as I stabbed the Yang higher toward my old trail. "Have to take it easy for a bit..."

I could feel my wound threatening to tear with each stretch and movement, my guts ready to spill out as soon as the precariously thin skin gave way from the strenuous activity. That was going to be a pain to manage later. And speaking of later... How were we supposed beat this fire bender?