"Although I knew all along that he had ill intentions, I never imagined what he wanted to do was even worse than I expected."
After digesting the information Kahn had transmitted into his mind, Tonraq still felt a lingering fear.
Invading the Southern Water Tribe was the worst situation he had anticipated, but he had never imagined that Unalaq coveted not only the Southern Water Tribe, but also the power of Vaatu, the Spirit of Darkness.
"But the question now is, what do we do next?"
Tenzin frowned, finding the situation difficult to handle.
"What's there to discuss? We throw him in prison, of course!"
Korra looked puzzled, and Tenzin shook his head and explained:
"It's not that simple. Ultimately, we have no concrete evidence of Unalaq's wrongdoing. The memories Master Kahn transmitted cannot serve as legitimate grounds for arresting him."
"But..."
Everyone fell silent. Kahn said nothing from the sidelines, while Azula leaned languidly against the table and glanced sidelong at him.
"That's why I said we should just kill him. Why make it so complicated?"
Kahn gave an embarrassed smile. He really had handled this matter poorly.
Still, Azula's words left everyone speechless with exasperation.
Although they had long heard from their elders that Azula was decisive and ruthless when it came to killing, that was still rather hard to accept in this peaceful era.
Most importantly, as she was their elder, they could hardly lecture her.
Tenzin tried to persuade her cautiously:
"You can't put it that way. Unalaq is, after all, chief of the Northern Water Tribe, a position of considerable importance. Master Kahn has only wounded him, so there's still room to maneuver. But if Unalaq dies, war will inevitably break out between the two tribes, taking things beyond the point of no return."
"War?