Kuzco led the Gang of Three (in addition to a reluctant Khan and a curious Cri-kee) through the Huangshan Mountains, slowly weaving back in the direction that Kuzco had seen the "Huns".

Ling, as he usually did, had already begun to whine, to the consternation of his companions.

"So where are we goin', anyway? I'm starting to get hungry. And my feet are hurting!" I want my mom, he added silently to himself.

"I was wondering that too. My stomach hurts." Chein-Po said rubbing his rotound belly. "I mean it's been like two hours since I ate last...."

'Quit yer whining already and get a move on', Yao grumbled against the other two. 'Just complainin' about your empty stomache isn't going to get you any closer to filling it! Let's just keep following skinflint here and see where we're headed. Who knows, he might even find us some food.'

'Who am I kidding, Yao thought to himself. 'This idiot doesn't seem to have a clue where he's headed, either. He couldn't even find his way out of a paper bag, let alone the entire Huangshang mountains... Still, it's best to keep everybody in good spirt... In case we DO run into the Huns..

Zuko, however, had taken to sitting down on a rock at a distant cliff, seeminly staring into nothingness. What the heck was he doing, anyway? Using his fancy magic powers to guide him through spiritual means? Yeah, right...

'Hey! Zuko!', Yao yelled. 'What are you sitting down for?! We've got to make tracks!'

Kuzco was growing tired. Terribly tired. He had been walking around for at least three minutes now, which was more then he was used to walk during an entire day. And now he was put together with a bunch of idiot soliders who seemed as bright as a burnt-out candlestick. That, and he had to admit that he had absolutely no idea where he was going. Let alone that he had any idea where Yzma and her so-called Heroes were hanging out. It was not like he had been paying any attention to where he was going as he made his hasty retreat from them. Still, Kuzco was bright enough to realize that was the only thing that made the soldiers keep following him... And he needed them.. Just in case he WOULD run into the 'heroes'. So reluctantly, he got up, and turned himself to Yao.

'Well, well, what do you know? Your higness Prince Zuko decided to get up! Now, if you tell us where we are supposed to be headed, then we'll just be on our merry way again, and we'll be home in time for tea and fortune cookies.

'Leave the sarcasm to those who can actually pull it off, littlelest giant... Now, we are supposed to be heading...That way!', Kuzco said, pointing in a seemingly random direction.

Yao sighed. 'For your information, that is where we just came from! Why should we be headed there?'

Kuzco let out a nervous laugh. Stupid. He had just been pointing at the place which seemed the most sunny and would allow him to work on his tan. Seemed like the wrong descision.

'Well, I was just... Checking. You know, if you guys knew where to go next? If you were paying attention, if you know what I mean?'

'Sure', Yao said. 'And in my spare time, I like to endulge in my hobby of casual ballet...'

'Well, so would I', Kuzco replied, paying no attention to Yao at all. 'But that's kinda beyond the point now, isn't it...'

Kuzco tried to wrap his mind around the problem he was facing. He had to lead these idiots to some 'Huns', or they would gladly leave him behind, and he would face starvation. Yet, he didn't have any idea of where to go, and he couldn't let the soldiers notice he didn't.... So there had to be a way to get THEM to show him the way, without them even noticing..... Perhaps...

'On second thought, I think the big guy and skinny are right... I think we need to eat first. After all, we don't want to take on these Huns on an empty stomache, don't we?'

'And where do you suppose we get food up here? There's not much living around here accept bugs! And no, you are not eating Khan. We are taking care of him, in case Mulan comes back!'

'Khan? Who's..... Oh, wait, you mean the horsey! Oh, no! I am not eating the horsey, no! I was just thinking, like, in the mountains in my homeland, people live there, right?'

'Yes... So?'

'So there's bound to be people living in mountains here, too! Am I right?'

'Well, now that you mention it, there IS a little settlement called Heping... Some farmers live there...

'Yeah, you're cathing on! Now, what if we head for this... Whaddyasay the name of the village was again?'

'Heping', Yao grumbled.

'Yeah, that's right, He-something. So, what if we head there, have a bite to eat, and then be on our merry way? I mean. we're sure to find the Huns when we are at maximum strength again!'

'At least, if I come up with a plan by then, that is'..., Kuzco thought to himself.

'I don't know...', Yao said, scratching his chin. 'I mean, Heping IS quite a walk from here.. And we don't want to lose track of the Huns... Are you sure this is a good idea, Zuko?'

'Oh yeah, I'm positive! And besides, the Huns are closeby, and they may be hungry, too! What if THEY decide to pay a visit to that poor town, as well?! There will be nobody to defend it! And if we are there, well... There WILL be somebody to defend those poor peasa-... I mean, farmers'.

'Alright then... I guess we'd better lead the way.. Just so you don't get lost, if you know what I mean...

'Haha. Very funny, Zuko sneered back. 'But, yeah. You lead the way. Me follow'.

He looked back at Khan, who seemed to have nobody to carry.

'Are you guys sure I can't ride the horsey?'

'No way in China you're gonna get on that horse', Yao grumbled. 'Now follow me and keep walking. It's gonna be quite a trip to Heping.'

'Okay, but remember that I am the leader of this group, okay? That is very important. Oh, and you'd better still keep a lookout for those Huns. Last I checked, they even hide under rocks! So better turn over every single stone on the way!'

'Listen, are ya gonna KEEP talking, or are you gonna START following me?!'

'Hmmm? Oh, yeah. I'll follow you, right. Lead the way, oh..... Yazoo! Or something like that....'

'This is gonna be a LOOOOONG trip', Yao sighed.

And so, the group made its way into the mountains, following Yao on Zuko's idea. Would they reach the town, or would they kill Zuko before they even got there? In any case, the journey would prove to be arduous and irritating.

As they continued on their way through the mountains, weaving back and forth aimlessly (it felt like the newcomer just pointed them in any direction where there was more shade to be found than anything else), Khan followed quietly, except for glaring at Zuko everytime he looked longingly at Khan for more than was a comfortable amount of time. Khan knew perfectly well that Zuko would seize any opportunity to jump onto his back, and the horse was determined not to let him get away with it either.

Chein-Po humbly kept walking starting to wonder if perhaps Prince Zuko actually knew what he was doing. All he felt a a great rumble causing everything around him to shake. He rubbed his belly and asked obliviously. "Was that my stomache? See? I told you we should have eaten..." The others should really be more considerate of his eating sheduel

Khan's hooves moved uneasily in place to counter the tremors below it. He nickered quietly to reassure Chien-Po after the earthquake stopped and nudged the gentle giant in the back. 'Don't worry, it wasn't you,' Khan told him.

Kuzco had sluggishly been following around the soldiers. They weren't all that fast, but they sure were in better shape then him... What he wouldn't give right now for a nice, hot meal... He looked around to see if there was anything edible around, but all he saw was a small river running through the mountains. He decided to walk over and have a drink. He was, after all, royally thirsty.

'Hey, guys? I'm just... gonna go over here for a while, and have a drink, okay? Keep an eye out for those Hutts!'

'Huns'.

'Yeah, whatever. Look, I'm gonna have a drink, okay? Keep your eyes open. Those Hubba's are very quick and sneaky and stuff. Don't want one pulling your pants down while you're not looking'.

With flapping feet, Kuzco walked up to the river. He let his fingers run through it, and tried to get some water to his mouth through his fingers. It was much harder then just using a cup. Or a servant. And then, in an instant, Kuzco thought he heard something... on the other side of a rock sitting besides the creek...

Slowly, Kuzco walked over... As he looked around the rock, he saw an old lady (not as old as Yzma, though) was washing her hands... She seemed harmless, but somehow, he knew he had to be on his guard. Then, in a flash, Kuzco realized where he had seen her before.... This was one of those 'heroes'! And they were close! They would spot him in no time, and Yzma would turn him into a turtle! Or worse.... He had to act quickly!

As quick as his feet could carry him, he ran back to the soldiers.

'GUYS! COME QUICK! There's a Hun witch behind the rock!'

Without thinking at all, Ling tried to draw his sword. "Huns? Where? Lemme at 'em!" he hollered, his helmet falling around his eyes as he did so. He held the blade with its hilt facing outward.

Mrs. Potts had walked farther than she anticipated in checking out this "thing." However, she wanted to know what it was, so that way, she could report back to the group that she found something. Good or bad, she was determined to find out in some way.

She came upon another boulder. In order to see what it was clearly, she would have to step around to the other side. Now she was staring to worry a little, but it was for the group, right? She figured she would step around, find out what it was, then go back immediately. That sounds good. She made her away around, slowly and carefully, to find out what this "thing" was that had caught her eye.

'There it is!', Kuzco shouted, pointing as the figure made its way around the rock. 'It's one of them! Get it! Before it starts spitting fire or something!'

'By China, he's right!', Yao said in suprise, kind of flabbergasted that Zuko wasn't just making something up for a change. 'Look at it! It's a really wrinkly, old......little.....lady?'

'It is a witch, I tell you! Look at it! It looks like Yzma!', Kuzco replied, now cowering behind Chien Po.

'What's an Yzma?', Yao growled, growing more confused by the second'.

'The most feared creature in my homeland! It lives in secret caves and makes potions that turn you into a newt! She did it to me once, but I got better!'

'A newt? That can't be good...', Yao said, rubbing his chin. 'Alright, men! Let's go get the witch!'

Mrs. Potts was kind of shocked to see men and a horse behind the boulder. She thought she would've seen only one person, but a small group? Mrs. Potts got a little worried. She slowly started to back away, hoping they wouldn't advance and attack her. If they did, she would be in big trouble, and she would put the group in jeopardy.

This is all my fault, Mrs. Potts thought, step by step. I never should have let my curiosity get the best of me. I can't attack these guys alone. I have to get away and tell the group about my finding! Her hands touched the boulder, so she turned around. However, she suddenly realized that it would take some time getting around the boulder, as it did the first time. The guys could easily get to her before she got back around. Going into the river wasn't smart either, for the current was going away from the Heroes. For once, Mrs. Potts felt trapped, and she froze, not daring to look back and see their faces again.

'She is getting away!', Kuzco said. 'She is probably running back to her Huns nest and get her Hun brethern to fight for her!'

'Is that bad?', Yao asked.

'Yeah, that'd be bad', Kuzco replied. 'We must stop her before she meets up with the others again!'

'Okay guys, Zuko is right! Let's capture that Hun before it slips away!

With a quick leap, Yao ran towards the woman, hoping his comrades would follow suit. The Hun was moving away, but Yao was positive he would be faster. As the Hun made her way around the corner, Yao launched himself up in the air in a dazzling leap of prowess, and grabbed the vilainous cur!

By her ankles.

'Gotcha!', Yao snarled.

Mrs. Potts felt something grab her ankles. She looked down, and saw it was one of the guys from the group she saw. Great. I'm dead now. Unless... She tried to lift one of her legs up to see if she could break from the guy's grip, but was unsuccessful; his grip was too hard. Now I'm in for it. Nice going Mrs. Potts. She slammed her fists lightly on the boulder in frustration that she could something this stupid.

Khan widened his eyes in alarm as Yao attacked a defenseless old woman. 'What are you doing?!' Khan snorted angrily. 'Are you crazy?'

Having righted his sword, Ling swung it wildly at their visitor. "A-ha! I gotcha now!" he crowed, ignoring Chien-Po and Yao. "Surrender and we might just go easy on you!"

Chein-Po frowned as he shook his head disapointed with Ling for drawing on her. "No. She's an old lady. You can't do that. We have to treat elders with respect.... I'll carry her." and with that Chein-Po picked the little old woman up, and did as he said he would. He would carry the former teapot fireman style. The gentle giant didn't have the heart to draw a sword on an old woman, even if she was an enemy. but now she was contained.

Since her back was to the guys, Mrs. Potts didn't know what they were doing, exactly. She heard a second guy's voice, and from the tone, she got a little more worried. Luckily, a third guy spoke up against the second guy, which calmed her down for a second before the third guy picked her up. While it was nice to not be stuck by that boulder, she couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next. Where will they take me? What will happen next? And most importantly, how will I get back to the Heroes? She tried to keep her thoughts about the Heroes optimistic in an effort to calm herself down.

Once the third guy had her in a carrying position, which isn't the most comfortable position to be in, they moved quickly and quietly from the area where they got her by the river. The more they moved from the original area, the more worried Mrs. Potts got about getting back to the Heroes and the Heroes actually being able to find her. This is all my fault. How could I get myself into something like this? I've let down the Heroes big time. She sighed, hoping the journey wouldn't take too long.

After moving for some time, of which Mrs. Potts lost track of a while before, the pace slowed down some. The pace was still steady, but definitely not as fast as before. Taking a little bit of time to look at the surroundings, she did not recognize the area they were in, which only made her stomach tie in a few more knots. By the time they stopped, they had moved a very far distance from the river. God help me now! Mrs. Potts could not recognize anything, and the area was slightly secluded by a few trees, but that was it. Once every guy was caught up, she waited to see what would happen next. Mainly, she wanted to know what they would do with her.

Chastened, Ling sheathed his sword and cast his eyes down. "Um...I guess you're right. So what do you suggest we do with her? Have tea? Play some mah-jongg?"

For the first time since seeing the guys and getting captured, Mrs. Potts spoke up. "You know, having tea sounds like a good idea." She nodded her head in approval, hoping that the others would accept that idea.

Little old woman, still in place on his shoulder, Chein-Po brightened at the mention of tea. He rubbed his belly, not an unusual sight. "Ooh, can we also have kaya puffs? Those are my favorite!"

Ling rolled his eyes, as if in a dream. "Don't forget the spring rolls. Lady, you wouldn't happen to have any food on you, would ya?" he asked, forgetting for the moment that this was supposed to be his enemy. His stomach growled.

'Stop asking her about food and put her down, you big dopes! For all you know, this witch will turn you into dumplings! We better be on our guard, looks can be deceiving!'

Kuzco couldn't believe his ears. Yao was actually backing him up! Slowly, he crawled out from behind the rock he was hiding behind. 'Yeah! You go tell them, Yao! Let's tie up that wickety-witch!'

Dang! It almost worked, Mrs. Potts thought. At least she tried to distract them, which did work well for two of the four.

When she heard the comments about being a witch by the other two guys, she could not believe her ears. "Excuse me, but I am not a witch," she replied. "And please don't tie me up!" she added. It wasn't until after she said that that she realized it could be used against her in any way. However, she figured that no one would want to be tied up, so it seemed like a rational response. Either way, she hoped the guys didn't take it the wrong way.

'Aha!', Kuzco said, pointing at the witch triumphantly. 'You heard that? She denied that she is a witch!'

'So?', Yao asked.

'So?! HELLO?! A true witch would NEVER allow herself to be unmasked! Therefor, she will deny being a witch, thus somebody who denies being a witch, is in fact, a witch!'

It all made perfect sense to Kuzco.

Mrs. Potts couldn't believe what the skinny guy was saying. "But would someone want to be falsely accused of something they are not?" She paused, hoping the guys understood what she said.

Kuzco pondered for a moment. This lackey of Yzma seemed smarter then she let on.

'Well, if you were falsely accused of being witch... which you aren't cause you are SO much a witch... Then, you would be sent home with a cookie. But since there is an absence of cookies here, there is no way to send you home, and thus we have to assume you're a witch. As long as we have no cookies.

'Please stop talking about cookies', Yao groaned as he felt his stomache growl.

'Right. Sorry, Yao. Just tie her up for now, and we will throw her out of a window first window we come across!'

'Throw her out of a window?', Yao asked with great sarcasm.

'Yeah, it's kinda my shtick. Now tie her up, please!', Kuzco said impatiently.

'With WHAT?', Yao asked. 'If you didn't notice yet, Zuko, we didn't exactly bring the witch apprehension kit with us today...'

Mrs. Potts was astounded by the mind that the skinny guy, Zuko, had. Boy is he arrogant... She was happy the next guy, Yao, was speaking up, for if he wasn't doing so, she would be doing it instead. "And might I point out there are no windows nearby to throw me out of?" This guy must be used to being around cities with lots of buildings if he talked about throwing people out of windows, which gave her the shivers.

Gathering, his courage, Zuko walked up to the witch to look her into the eyes as he was talking to her.

'Look, Miss 'there are no windows here'..... For your information, I was well aware of the lack of windows here at this altitude. Do you think I am happy I'm here? No. Do you think I am happy sweating this much in the searing hot mountain sun? No. Do you think I am happy here, in the searing hot mountain sun, and NOT being able to open a window? NO! So in other words... If you don't have anyting positive to add to the conversation, zip it. You're throwing off my groove!'

Yao looked up at Chien Po. 'Is it just me, or is Zuko kind of losing it?'

'And here's another thing', Kuzco added. 'I know you are not alone! I know you are banding together with a mighty witch! She looks like a dinosaur, am I right? Old, wrinkly, kinda makes you think of a bat? Likes to make potions? Hangs around with a big, strong idiot? Huh? Well, I will let you know that I see right through your intricate web of deceit and lies! So best watch your words, oh ghastly-looking one!'

Yao sighed. 'Do we tie her up NOW?'

'I thought you said there was no rope', Kuzco said.

'Well, I figger we could just tear off some of the bottom part of the dress she is wearing... Stuff seems strong enough, we could tie her up with that..'

'What a brilliant idea, Yao!', Kuzco said, remembering to compliment his henchmen if they DID come up with something not drenched in stupid. 'Hop to it! Tie her up!'

Feeling confident, Yao walked up to the witch, and started tearing off the bottom part of her dress into a fine lint.

Mrs. Potts nodded at Yao's first comment, totally agreeing with him. When he started going on about this old woman who, from the sounds of it, looked hideous, her wire was just starting to run short by a hair. If this Zuko guy kept this up, she might actually lose her temper for the second time in her life, and she was a very calm person.

"Look, I have no idea who you're talking about, Zuko," Mrs. Potts replied. "I don't know any other old ladies," she admittted freely.

All of a sudden, Yao started to tear off her skirt! "You realize you're starting to invade my privacy by doing that..." Mrs. Potts wore full length skirts because she was most comfortable with them; she did not feel comfortable wearing any shorter skirt. Now, she was being forced to adapt to a shorter skirt, as means of tying her up. She felt good that she was still wearing the Chinese jacket she picked up, so that would help to protect against her insecurity.

Throughout all this, she couldn't help but think that Zuko's behavior seemed familiar in the strangest way, like someone had described it to her before. However, she couldn't pinpoint who made the description and what the exact description was; it just all seemed vaguely familar. Because she didn't have any exact details, she thought it would be best to keep her mouth shut if she couldn't back up her own thoughts.

Ling, glad at last that the "witch" was at least being subdued, nodded in agreement. "OK, so we tie her up. Are we gonna...ooh, what's the word, my father used to say it a lot..." he trailed off. "Interpolate her?" he finished dramatically, his fingers straying to his sword hilt again. "Or maybe she'll just tell us anyway. She is outnumbered, doncha think?"

Chein-Po looked thoughtful at the situation. Zuko was as bosy and assertive as Captain Li Shang except he seemed to not be anywhere near as effecient.

"Well lets ask her again nicely, before that. Remember? Respect our elders...." Was he the only one who remembered how important that was to their traditions?

"Okay, okay, Mr. Manners," Ling muttered at Chien-Po. He bowed stiffly to their "guest."

"Are...you...a...Hun?" he asked, as if talking to a child who was a little slow.

Mrs. Potts couldn't help but smile when the biggest guy made his comment on respecting elders. From the sound of his voice, he actually seemed nice compared to the others. Maybe someone I could actually talk to...

"No, I am not a Hun," Mrs. Potts replied to the question asked awkwardly by the one guy. "I have no idea what a 'Hun' is," she said. Okay, maybe she did know, but she didn't want to admit to it; otherwise, they might think she is one of them. "Now if you please let me down, I would really appreciate it."

"Sure, sure, you don't know what a Hun is. Isn't denial the first step?" Ling asked skeptically. "I mean, all kinds of old ladies just wander around in the Huangshan Mountains just randomly by themselves..." he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He turned to Yao, Zuko and Chien-Po. "Don't you guys agree with me?"

Chein-Po did in fact like the old women, she reminded him of his grandmother, who would make special treats just for him to so how important he was to her. She just seemed very sweet like her

Chein-Po wrinkled his nose as he thought on Ling's theory "Gee, I don't know. I mean: Why would the Huns send an old lady? I mean Ping, erm uh, you know who I mean... we didn't know about them and I don't think the Huns would be willing to have that happen."

"Good point, Chien-Po," said Ling, "so that would make this... merely a clever disguise!" he finished. "Maybe you're right. Maybe we should just ask nice." He turned to their visitor. "So what's your name? What's your quest? What's your favorite color?"

Kuzco noticed that the soldiers were slowly starting to doubt their intentions. Not good. They should not catch on to him, or his mission, or else... They might deliver him to Yzma. Ugh.

'Alright, guys, step back now. There's a few things about Huns you should know. One: They are not very goodlooking, Two: They always lie, and Three: I am always right on the money with my hunches!'

'What's three got to do with anything?', Yao groaned.

'Yao, I am so glad you asked that', Kuzco said, adding a smile. You see, I've got like this sixth sense or something. You know, I can tell when people are lying and stuff. And this....', he said, shaking a finger at the woman 'Thing..... Is definitely lying! Cause think of it. If you were to set it free, it would just run off and get some of her Hun friends! Now we don't want that, do we?'

'I suppose', Yao answered. 'Perhaps..'

'So. It is settled then. No more talking from now on. We have captured the witch, and we will take her along! That way, she can't alert any of her Hun buddies, and we are safe and sound! Well, sort of. So let's get walking!'

Kuzco started walking down the path they started from again, the soldiers eyeing him in confusing.

'If anyone has a better plan, then speak up...', Yao said to the others. 'If not.. let's just keep following that Zuko... And Chien Po, keep an eye on that Hun of ours, will ya?'

More walking. Ugh., thought Ling. He figured he'd try and find a way to somehow pass the time, so he made his way next to Zuko, still atop a disgusted-looking Khan.

"So, uh, Zuko, how'd you wind up here? Got any family here? What's your favorite scary play?" he asked, randomly trying to get information and be friendly at the same time.

Making their way through the mountains, Kuzco was slowly getting more and more tired of walking. The horse had not been willing to support him for longer then five minutes, tossing him off of its back in a fit of anger. Ever since then, Kuzco had been forced to walk the rest of the route.

But the walking wasn't the worst thing. They had been forced to kidnap one of Yzma's henchmen, and there was no doubt it would take her remaining lackeys just a little while to figure that out. After which, of course, they would be following Kuzco... Which would spell doom. Still.. The lady had been one of Yzma's lackey's.... Perhaps she would be able to tell Kuzco how to get back to his kingdom.... And that was worth a lot to him.

'Guys! Put down the prisoner!'

Once again, Zuko was managing to give Yao a headache. They had so muh ground still to cross, and now he wanted them to put down the prisoner? 'Zuko, what good will that do?', he asked. 'Chien Po seems fine carrying her, and this way, we will make it to the town in time. And I am starving, so let's move!'

'Agh... why does bonehead have to make so much sense', Kuzco wondered to himself. 'I am hungry, too... I haven't eaten in... OH GOD, I CAN'T REMEMBER!' Still.. I HAVE to figure out what that old lady knows...'

He looked Yao in the eye, and tried to figure a way to goad him into doing what he wanted, yet not raise supiscion.

'Well... eh... Have you noticed that... we are still in the mountains?'

'Wow', Yao replied. 'You figured that out all by yourself, genious?'

'Ha ha..', Kuzco laughed. 'It just goes to show how ignorant you are... Look!', he said, pointing at a random rock on the ground.

'A rock?', Yao replied

'Yes...A rock.. And THAT is our problem! Look at it closely! It is the very same rock we came across fifteen minutes ago!'

Yao took a close look at the rock. He didn't remember seeing it before... But in all honesty, he could not say he DID remember seeing it, either. So far, Zuko had made some hasty descisions, but up until now he had been right on the money about the Huns and such... And Yao was not about to admit he had not noticed something this obvious.. Even if he didn't.

'Yeah... You're right! I think I HAVE seen that rock before!'

Kuzco grinned. 'Perfect..', he thought to himself. 'These goons are falling for it....

'It is part of the Witch's magic!', he said, pointing at the old lady. 'She is intending to keep us walking in cirkles until her Hun buddies show up! We must have been walking in cirkles ever since we caught her!'

'What do we do?!', Yao asked in panic. 'One Hun witch ain't a problem, but if a whole group of them catches up, we will be Hun springrolls by the end of the day!'

'That's why you should put her down!', Kuzco quickly replied. 'I'll interrogate her, figure out what spell she uses, and then, I will do a counterspell to make sure we can get out of here before the Huns catch up!'

'Sure, sure! We'll back you up to make sure she doesn't pull any tricks on you!'

'No, no!', Kuzco quickly corrected. 'I will interrogate her myself! She might... eh... Hypnotize you! And trick you to attack me! Look at her! You know she is that cunning!'

'Chien Po! Put her down! And back off! Zuko has to interrogate the witch! He is right!'