“Topknot’s got it,” Lek said, pointing at Rangi. “Look at her, boiling away with Firebender rage. See if you can pull that off.” “I’m not doing anything,” Rangi protested. “This is my normal face.” “You could also try to be like me!” Lao Ge said. He hunched inside his threadbare clothes, hiding his muscles, and flashed his manic, gap-toothed smile. He looked like the group’s shameful grandfather who’d escaped from the attic. “Picking a fight with you would be a disgrace,” Lek said. “Exactly!”
