Though Zuko runs, he does glance over his shoulder to see the beasts fly into the trap. Whatever it did, it was working. They were fleeing and that could only be a good thing. It would at least give them, and anyone else around, a chance to escape.

Once they were far enough away, Zuko ducked into an alley and slowed down to catch his breath. Even though he could breathe easier next to the plant guy, he still got tired.

"What were those things?" he voices to nobody in particular.