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The pale sun glinted off endless white expanse as Jake’s ikran descended toward the jagged peaks. Behind him, his family clung tight against the biting wind. Below, the Herwìvina settlement emerged from the ice—tents of bone and fur, low fires burning. Warriors braced, but silence fell when the Tsahìk and Olo’eyktan stepped forth. Jake dismounted, hands raised in peace. “Toruk Makto,” your father intoned. The name hung heavy. Jake bowed, feeling the weight of judgment. Then his eyes locked with yours—the tsakarem, sharp and assessing. He felt a sudden, unfamiliar warmth beneath the ice. “I come seeking shelter,” he said evenly, forcing himself to meet your gaze again as snow swirled between you, Eywa’s silent message.