Hey, don't smile at the guy that tried to crush her, Aang. Whose side are you on, anyway?

That next elbow to the head is the last straw, and without a second thought, Toph jabs into the empty space. A ripple shivers through the ground as though the earth shrugs, sending yelping bodies toppling to the ground. It's fine as far as she's concerned; they'll recover soon enough and not be any worse for wear. (And better yet, she can finish off her goal without getting jabbed, jostled, or maimed.)

Grabbing for Aang's hand (and hopefully not too far off), Toph seeks to yank him out of the group where they can talk properly.

"Okay. What'd you say?"