Spirited Away

I opened my mouth, about to call out to Korra, when he raised his fist. An unfamiliar ring glittered on his finger, holding a faint connection with my soul. Yet, at the same time, Alex's still resonated with me, coming from somewhere far below where he battled the dragon. Had they created two rings? But that was the same as having two masters at once! Was something like that even possible? 

"Don't make me hurt you," he said, "Just surrender silently and come with me."

I nodded, paralyzed more by his dark aura than the threat, and he stabbed his sword forward, shattering the barrier.

"Hey!" R'lissia cried out, noticing the destruction of her spell, "Korra!"

Korra glanced over, eyes widening in shock as Soltair swept me up in his arms. Before she could react, Ronin appeared before her, raising his sword to point at her chest. Jumping back, she began feverishly casting spells, trying to break through, but the War Hero was resolute.