"Lady. Lady!" Yanagi called after the lady, her blood trailing behind her. Normally if she were a Bloodbender, this may be considered a legit method into combat, to keep a wound open to allow increased blood output but she was no Bloodbender. Still, she was not listening, perhaps another punch to the face would work... probably not, she had barely flinched to his attacks. Perhaps something more of a shock... He resorted to controlling some of her blood, forcing the cells to mutate into tissue to seal her wounds. Of course forcibly mutating would have some aftereffects, such as fatigue due to the sudden drop of nutrients in the bloodstream.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Fall back. Falling back. Everything was a mess. The gondola was pulled back up and now, they were stuck here with an insane bunch of benders.  Wilson pried a pump shotgun from a lifeless hand, opting to get close and personal. The waterbender he had left behind, after all, benders are disposable at the very most.