This has rules. [ It seems to, anyway. Kind of. It's pretty bloody, Mako will give him that. And there seem to be all kinds of things attached to the fighters' bodies that make them a lot stronger than they would be otherwise.

Mako even winces when the one he'd been rooting for tosses the other one into the fences like a ragdoll. ] There had to have been things like this in Ba Sing Se. Rich people love watching other people get beat up. [ He pauses, and glances at Wu. ] Most rich people.