Vangelos held his staff out to defend himself as he was tackled. The force of her tackle slammed him up against the door, pressing his body into the glass. The situation reminded him of the Red Eye he wrestled with yesterday at the school. Only this time no one was here to bail him out. She had a firm hold of his staff and it was the only thing keeping her at bay. She was stronger than he would have guessed, but he wagered he could hold out against her. He tried shifting his weight around to perhaps throw her off balance, but nothing seemed to be working. Vangelos tried kicking at Azula to try making her fall.