Chapter 8: Talks and too little fights

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Danny tapped on the ground to emphasize his point. "Hold tight and don't peek out of the windows."

Suddenly the ground beneath them became intangible. The darkness of the ground in front of their faces was soon replaced by the huge underground constructions, with glowing green crystals. As they neared the ground, Phantom calmly levitated them all, despite Sokka's girlish scream. After soft landing he looked around, trying to find the destination.

"In order to make everything more comfortable," he snapped his fingers, releasing Sokka. Toph remained where she was. "Better is to let you go on your feet. I'm not carrying you around."

"Why me?"

"Because for the lack of magical mumbo-jumbo you possess less threat," Phantom said bluntly.

"Oh, I'll show you less threat!"

Sokka took his boomerang and swiped it with a light roar. Danny calmly lowered his head, before punching the gut. Sokka managed to jump backwards, but Phantom didn't stumble, having expected the move. Quickly regaining the footing, he blocked a couple of loose strikes by simply pushing the hand away from his face. Danny's expression showed boredom, before he grabbed the boomerang in his palm.

"You are quite sloppy," the half ghost commented.

In one swift move, namely a strong swipe of his leg, Phantom made the opponent fall on the ground, letting go of the weapon. Sokka attempted to get up, but Phantom's leg felt like a huge rock atop of him. He tried getting his boomerang, but it was out of reach. Danny had tossed it aside.

"If you don't have magic then learn to fight properly. Notice that I am yet to use my power."

"Are you going to lecture me now?"

"I'm serious. You can't hope to be of use if you don't train. How you made it this far is beyond me. Get up," the boomerang flew into the half ghost's hand. "I'll be keeping this for now."

It's not like Sokka had any choice for the matter now. He went ahead, with Phantom commanding to turn into certain direction. Toph was still encased in ice, and was obviously displeased with the predicament. But she couldn't complain about it, Danny was not a fool to let her move an inch. She was held in the air with the help of ghostly telekinesis. The half ghost tapped on his chin, trying to remember the directions. His other hand was busy illuminating the place.

"That damn labyrinth," he muttered. "Dai Li made it look so simple."

"So they are now your buddies," Toph said dryly.

"I wouldn't say that, more like they are scared shitless by the princess," Phantom shrugged. "Not what I would have preferred to do, but it's working out so far."

"Yeah? And what would that be?" Sokka asked, before being shoved forward slightly. He had stood on the path.

"Possessing a few officials, maybe. But I hate doing this."

"Why?" Toph raised her eyebrow.

"You living cannot feel the same way," Danny looked at her. "Just imagine adjusting to someone else's body. They are not always healthy. I'm not even talking about possessing females. That's some kinky shit I'm not that eager to do."

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