She is fighting for her life, fighting for survival. Her team has fallen apart, and deep down in her heart she knows it's her fault.
As they are granted one last chance, she hears the misery in their voice and sees the utter lack of passion in their eyes. They don't play like a team. In fact, they barely even play as individuals. Mako and Bolin are shadows of their former selves. The brothers cannot meet each other's eye and neither seem eager to stand in the same zone as her, let alone dwell in her presence. They disappear over the edge of the playfield, and she is left alone.
Korra fights as she has never fought before. Her team is depending on her, even if they don't realise it yet. If she falls here, everything will be lost to her. Friendship, respect, trust, love – all of it erased if she fails. For the moment, she is alone, but this is a place with which she is familiar. It is a place within which she can excel. She calls the element of her heritage to her fingertips and schools her chaotic thoughts.
In this place, failure does not exist.
