The next dream threw Katara for a loop. It was as if everything was in a kind of freeze frame, and there was a rush in the air like someone was going pass them. For a second, and just a second, Katara hoped it was Aang, but the second next that idea was out the window. She KNEW when it was Aang, she felt it. No, the air was moving because of another reason, and it took Katara a moment to realize it was someone rushing past. That was impossible though...unless of course, it was someone that was naturally fast, and Katara knew there was someone like that on the ship. She had argued with him not too long ago. It was a stupid argument, and especially didn't matter now.

He was in the throes of the Nightmare King, and if he wasn't stopped he'd stay there, rushing past them. She wasn't sure what his dream was, but they would be stuck in it if Bart wasn't stopped.

This was going to take some skill, and some quick meditation. Katara closed her eyes for this: they would be useless for what she needed to do. She couldn't think in her usual way, in fact, Toph's way would work here. She had to use the Bene Gesserit training she learned: being quick enough to know where your opponent would go, and moving yourself to that place. She took a breath and isolated herself from everything: she had to be quick here. It was as if she was trying Spice for the first time: she had to feel herself extended in several directions, and the direction she wanted would be the one that had to have Bart's trail. She concentrated, scanning and feeling the place in her mind.

There!

Her body moved with ease, and froze the spot where Bart's feet would be in mere milliseconds. The ice would break him off the path and he would slip, and that would give Rtas all the time he needed.

She just hoped Bart wasn;t TOO badly hurt.