23 Chapter 23

Chapter 23:

In total only about ten of the equalist remained including Amon and his right-hand man. It was quite a shocking scene to behold, to be honest.

Amon was painted to be this absolute menace of the city, a beacon of justice and hope for the non-benders and a symbol of fear to the benders.

However right now, that value was being undermined by the sheer power of this one particular airbender.

"There's no time for you to mule over!" Jiran shouted, bringing them all out of their stupor.

Then without any further ado, Jiran weaved his hands into a pushing motion as such generating a wind surge that flowed like a stream.

The attack was directed at Amon, it was fast and powertful; as any wind should be but due to the high level of agility Amon possesed he was able to dodge the attack with ease.

Then in a succeding motion Amon rushed towards Jiram with the rest of his remaining henchmen. He gestured at them in a code, in that order they split up into three groups circling around the airbender.

Jiran looked around, he could once again deploy his Air Bomb technique with this kind of situation lingering around him but he wanted to do something.

The Airbender lowered his stance and then flexed his arms, slowly like guiding a wind through a stream of mighty river, a sudden surge of mist course out thrugh the arena.

Soon the whole place was engulfed with a thick mist, like it was a foggy forest.

With that obscureness stablished, Jiran relaxed his body and walked towards the direction of Amon. And then, like a well planned meeting Amon met him halfway.

"What's the next step?" Amon asked with a grunt.

Jiran put on a thoughtful look before eventually answering.

"We put on an act." He said.

"Care to elaborate?"

"You and I will continue to fight. I want you to fight in the earnest so that when I defeat you it would look convincing." Jiran said.

"Defeat me in front of the police department? Wouldn't that guarantee me a sure arrest." Amon perked up his eyebrow in irritation.

"Which is exactly our goal."

"You will be arrested by the police which will be a crucial part of the plan. But I'm sure you can escape it easily. However you can only do that when me and Tenzin are out to get my Airbending Tattoo."

"I will be gone for a long time after I get my tattoo and by then you will have full reign of your plan. I won't interfere no more, do whatever you want with the city."

This was very inconsice of Jiran. He was actively interferring with each of his step but now he was willing to give him full control? Wouldn't that defeat his purpose of active interferance?

"What are you exactly planning huh?" He asked, with a cold and menacing voice.

"My plan is none of your business. Do as I say and I will no longer be a threat to your brother's life." Jiran said with a smile. With no choice and option available for him, Amon just sighed and nodded.

"….then I shall go with your plan."

"Now will you disperse your mist so that we can put on our act"

"Okay but let me do something first to avoid suspicion" He opened his palm towards the direction of Amon henchmen and released a half powered air cannon.

Bang!

"UAAAAGHHH!" Revereberated from that direction.

"Now let's remove the mist and continue" He said then he swiped his hand dispersing the mist.

Upon the dispersion, a figure of Jiran, Amon and seven more equalist were revealed all standing at a stalemate.

By the time Tenzin already evacuated all of the viewers, which granted Tenzin the availability to join the rumble.

Jiran felt a gust of wind besides him and saw Tenzin in all of his full glory alongside him, standing mightily as his stature of an airbending master should be.

"First time fighting by your side, Tenzin" Jiran smiled to which Tenzin replied.

"So let's get the best out of it, shall we?" Jiran nodded and with that the two airbender started their ounslaught of wind.

Tenzing deploying more of a smooth but blunt air attacks while Jiran executing more deadly and sharp wind.

With that tandem the two of them managed to shave off the remaining henchmen with only Amon being the lone survivor.

And by then Amon was already sandwiivhed by Jiran and Tenzin.

"Give up Amon, you are under arrest!" Shouted Tenzin. The latter looked at him in a mysterious gaze and said.

"You seem to be under the delusion that you have already won, well; let me burst that bubble for you, Airbender"

"You have not!" He rushed forward. Amon was very skilled, so skilled that it makes you wonder that how can a human perform such movements.

"Hiyya!" Harrumphed Tenzin as he pushed out his palm to create a cyclone.

Whiiiish!

Amon ducked down and slid through the ground before standing up to chi-block Tenzin but he failed as a sharp surge of wind lashed out on his back.

"Guaaagh!"

"Thank you" He nodded at Jiran.

"No probs, let's get back to work!" In succesion to that, Jiran sweeped his feet off the floor. The wind from it covering the ground to avoid Amon havinb a firm foothold.

With teh floor compromised it was obvious what Amon's next action would be. Jump.

"Now!" With thatprediction coming true, Tenzin managed to land a blow on Amon with a soft air bullet.

Following that combo Jiran weaved his arms in a circular motion and with that a hurricane formed under Amon engulfing the latter.

However in some kind of miracle, or obscure bloodbending, Amon managed to create a gap through that hurricane and escape.

"If I'm going down! I'll take one with me!" He roared running towards Tenzin.

Jiran tried (or atleast acted) to stop Amon but the latter was more nimble, probably due to the adrenaline rush coursing through him right now.

He managed to cross the distance between him and the old airbender, Tenzin. Tenzin, determined to take down Amon unleashed his ferocious wind however he didn't managed to land a blow without Jiran's assistance.

In a quick and terrifying follow up, the masked terrorist punched Tenzin in a quick and agile manner rendering the latter imobile.

"I will take your bending away, son of Aang, even if its the last thing I do before my inevitable arrest!" Tenzin's eyes widened in horror. The thought of his proud airbendinb lineage on the cusp of being taken away.

Shiver ran down his spine as desperation filled him. His body however was unwilling to obey him.

Amon extended his hand, about to grabbed Tenzin's forehead.

"As if I'll let you do that!" Then suddenly a mist surrounded his head, obscuring any vision from him, his hands however was still in motion to grasp Tenzin.

So Jiran bended another cloud of mist to Tenzin to hide him away from Amon's remaining visual sense, after being hidden completel he used a soft wind to push him out of Amon's hand's trajectory saving him from the latter.

"Your terror ends here!!" Shouted Jiran like a righteous hero facing the demon king. He stomped his feet to the ground, and with a chop of his hands a blade of wind descended down from above striking Amon into unconciousness.

With that attack, victory was decided. Amon lay on the ground, tired and barely breathing.

Jiran looked at the hapless body of the masked terrorist and declared.

"It is done."

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