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Damp stone and soot clung to the air as crystal light trembled. Aang jolted awake, lungs burning. Faces blurred into focus: Katara weeping, Sokka laughing in relief, Toph’s trembling grin, Zuko’s guarded stance. Hands reached for him, voices crashed, but Aang’s head whipped around, panic rising. One voice was missing. “Where is she?” he demanded, ignoring pain as he stumbled into the cold pool, crashing toward the far cavern. He dropped beside her motionless form, skin ice-cold. “Help her!” he choked, cradling her. Katara stayed silent. Tears spilled as Aang pressed his forehead to hers, whispering desperate pleas in the dark water, broken by guilt and fear.