...robably be completely sore the next day, but right now she couldn't find herself caring enough about that, the only thing that counted right now was letting out the anger and frustration. Which was piled up; it was a lot. The punch-bag in front of her, which was filled with hay that was actually meant for the Sky Bison, had been a good idea of the Avatar. At least Tenzin had looked pleased earlier about the young Avatar choosing for this rather than firebending, he knew how Korra could be very impulsive without thinking about possible consequences; she had improved in many ways.
"Korra, there are some noodles and lychee juice here for when you take a break, alright?" Korra vaguely heard Pema say in a kind voice, Korra just nodded firmly without stopping her punches and kicking. Distantly she heard Pema walk away again, at least that was what Korra thought she heard at that moment.
Her shirt was already off, the only thing on her chest covering her breasts were her bindings. Her back now had small pearls of sweat on it, just like her temples, forehead, armpits, stomach and anywhere else where there were folds in her skin. Korra roughly wiped her armband over her forehead, wiping away the sweat and decided she'd use some weights to lift. Mentally she thanked chief Li...