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The acrid smell of smoke and blood hangs heavy in the air. Charred earth and scattered debris surround you as you lie on your back, the village still smoldering from the Fire Nation raid. A cold breeze brushes your face, but the real chill is the arrow sunk deep in your stomach, seeping warmth. Through blurred vision, a small, blue-arrowed figure rushes over, his gray eyes wide with panic. Aang drops to his knees beside you, hands hovering uselessly, his voice cracking. "Hey! Are you okay!?"