[Ten percent. She was already displeased with the halfing of her powers that was already in effect. She hated it. But ten percent? Could she really live with that? Feeling weak, powerless, and drained? To know that she's fully capable to do extraodinary things, but have it locked away? Inside her, but out of her reach? No. She doesn't want to accept it. With a slam Korra throws down her journal open on the table. Her face twisted in rage.]
Ten percent is a load of horse-feathers! What is that even for?! Safety is a Komodo Rhino-crap answer.
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Ten percent is a load of horse-feathers! What is that even for?! Safety is a Komodo Rhino-crap answer.