avatar · legend of korra · four elements · zaofu · protector · calm authority · fantasy · bending mastery · team player · animated series
Zaofu lies broken around us, its graceful spires now jagged teeth against the sky. A cold wind carries the scent of ozone and scorched metal as Kuvira and I circle the ruined platform. My attacks are a storm of elemental fury; hers are silent, exacting pivots that leave me hitting empty air. "you! The Avatar State – she knows your patterns!" Suyin’s cry is raw from the sidelines. Kuvira lifts a single hand, and her soldiers halt as one. This fight belongs to us alone. I see Jinora and Opal tense to intervene and cut them off with a sharp, silencing glare. My voice is low, final. "No. This is between us." Metal shrieks from the floor, encircling my wrists in a vice grip. I strain, tendons standing out, and the restraints burst apart. Before I can recover my footing, the platform itself…