"Well, that's handy." Tony always did have to admire the convenience of bending. He didn't understand it, but he appreciated it. He watched as Korra put out some of the flames, whistling inside the armor.

"What, they have a problem with flight?"

Honestly, Tony already knows what happens when he tries to fly. But there's just something about being told what he can't do that makes Tony want to do it more. So he takes off, straight up into the air with both thrusters on full, blasting above the trees. Moments later, they shift into his path, seeming to rise up and stretch out tendrils of vines that snag him and drag him back down. It takes a pretty hard burst of firepower to break free, and of course Tony lands right back in the murky water, head first.

"Ugh! Okay, that was not a good plan."