The Last Woodbender Chapter 31 (Azula's Prisoner) (Patreon)

With a mischievous smirk playing on her lips, Azula's voice dripped with amusement as she observed the group of warrior girls from Kyoshi island, her eyes tracing their every move.

"My my," she drawled, her tone laced with a mixture of surprise and delight, "you're certainly an easy bunch to locate." As her gaze lingered on their formidable gauntlets, she marveled at the intricate mechanism within, causing the metal to extend in a mesmerizing circular motion, forming a retractable shield adorned with the coin-like crest of the Earth Kingdom.

The sight was truly astounding, leaving Azula to ponder why her brother, the ever-ambitious Zuko, hadn't managed to capture these skilled fighters yet. She couldn't help but notice the girls' faces, adorned with vibrant paint, each stroke a testament to their unwavering spirit, while their unified uniform spoke volumes of their unyielding determination.

With a defiant glare, Suki boldly confronted the princess, her voice filled with both curiosity and a hint of caution, as she stood confidently at the forefront of her loyal group of Warriors. "What do you want with us?" she demanded, her words echoing with a resolute determination that matched the unwavering strength of her companions.

In response, Azula arched an eyebrow with a sly smirk, her voice dripping with mockery and amusement. Her piercing gaze swept across the assembled group, scrutinizing each member with a discerning eye. She couldn't help but taunt them, unable to resist the opportunity to provoke a reaction. "Who are you? The Avatar's fan girls?" she sneered, her words laced with a mix of derision and curiosity. As her sharp gaze landed on each warrior, she couldn't help but notice that none of them appeared particularly formidable, save for their leader, whose air of competence set her apart from the rest.

"Ohhh," Ty Lee remarked from the mongoose lizard to Azula's flank, "I get it! Good one, Azula."

Azula looked the group before her up and down. By now, the Avatar and his friends would have made their presence known, undoubtedly. But no indicator. He wasn't here; none of them were. But Azula now had some very potent leverage.

With a defiant glare, Suki's voice dripped with determination as she retorted, "If you're looking for the Avatar, you're out of luck," As her eyes scanned the group before her, she quickly discerned the subtle signs of authority emanating from one individual, solidifying her understanding of who their leader was.

Meanwhile, in an almost dismissive manner, Mai's nonchalant reaction punctuated the futility of their endeavor, her exasperation evident in her weary declaration, "Ugh, I knew this was a waste of time."

As Azula stood poised and ready, her every muscle tensed with anticipation, she couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence coursing through her veins. The intensity in her eyes mirrored the flickering flames that danced within her heart.

"No Avatar, huh?" Azula's voice dripped with both disdain and a touch of amusement as if she found their futile attempts to resist her all the more entertaining. "Well, that's okay. Any friend of the Avatar is an enemy of mine!" Her words resonated with a mix of determination and defiance.

With a swift and graceful motion, Azula dismounted from her steed, her feet barely touching the ground before she unleashed a torrent of searing flames upon her adversaries. The intensity of her attack was matched only by the unwavering unity of the Kyoshi Warriors, who instinctively huddled together, forming an impenetrable barrier with their interlocked shields.

Like a formidable fortress, they stood firm, resolute in their determination to protect one another from the destructive force that threatened them. Sparks of blue fire clashed against the unyielding strength of the Kyoshi Warriors' defense. The flames licked at their makeshift shield wall, but they held strong, their unwavering resolve shining through in the face of imminent danger.

Amidst the chaotic clash of clashing warriors, Azula emerged from the fray, her lithe figure moving with an elegance that belied the lethal intent in her eyes. As her comrades engaged in their own struggles, she found herself locked in an enthralling duel with Suki, their movements blending seamlessly into a mesmerizing ballet of grace and danger.

Each step, each strike, was a testament to their skill and determination. A symphony of sapphire flames flickered and swirled in this mesmerizing display, casting an ethereal glow upon the battlefield. Knives were hurled with precision, glinting in the air before finding their mark, while swords swung with deadly accuracy, their metallic symphony echoing through the air.

The clash of metal on metal reverberated, creating an intense and exhilarating cacophony. But amidst the chaos, a stray blast of fire erupted, igniting a fallen log and setting it ablaze. Flames licked at the air, dancing with a ferocity that matched the intensity of the battle itself.

Undeterred by the encroaching inferno, Azula and Suki continued their deadly dance, their every move a calculated step toward victory or defeat. Suki, her determination unwavering, drew her sword with a resolute grip, poised to deliver a final, decisive blow. As Suki lunged forward, her sword gleamed in the firelight.

With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, Suki fearlessly propelled herself forward, her sword gleaming in the sunlight as she charged toward Azula. Every muscle in her body tensed, ready to strike at any moment. As she lunged forward, her blade aimed directly at Azula's heart, Suki's mind was filled with a mix of adrenaline and anticipation.

However, Azula swiftly leaped into the air, displaying her remarkable agility. In a breathtaking display of acrobatics, she positioned her body parallel to the ground, deftly evading Suki's deadly strike. The razor-sharp edge of Suki's sword narrowly missed Azula's lithe frame, grazing the air just inches below her.

In a display of unmatched agility, the nimble princess gracefully spun around, her eyes locked on Suki's katana. With a single, lightning-fast motion, she slapped the sword out of Suki's grip, sending it flying through the air. The blade found its final resting place, embedding itself deeply into the trunk of a nearby tree as if marking the battleground with its presence.

Unfazed by the loss of her weapon, Suki's determination burned brighter than ever. With unwavering focus, she swiftly raised her shield just in time, blocking the scorching fire blast launched by Azula. As the flames danced menacingly against the protective barrier, Suki stood her ground.

Azula skillfully maneuvered her body with a graceful twirl, swiftly pivoting on her toes to bring her right foot into action. Like a gust of wind, her foot swept beneath Suki's stance, causing her to lose her footing and stumble momentarily. However, Azula's display of agility did not end there. In one seamless motion, the heel of her foot propelled forward and connected with the group's captain, sending them sprawling to the ground. As the captain's body hit the earth with a resounding thud, Azula's acute senses picked up on the faint yet unmistakable sound of metallic fans being unfurled behind her.

With lightning reflexes, Azula anticipated the imminent danger and gracefully evaded the two fans hurtling towards her, their metallic blades whistling ominously through the air.

As she gracefully dodged, a mesmerizing whirlwind of fire erupted from her spinning kick, leaving behind a mesmerizing trail of dancing flames. Meanwhile, the valiant Kyoshi Warrior, sensing the impending clash, swiftly retreated.

In a burst of furious flames, Azula unleashed a scorching blast that propelled the dodging warrior girl directly into the heart of the engagement area, where the agile Ty Lee, renowned for her prowess in the art of chi-blocking, stood poised and ready.

With uncanny precision, Ty Lee's lightning-fast strikes found their mark, relentlessly targeting the vulnerable chi points of her hapless opponent. Each strike landed with a hypnotic rhythm, resonating with the fierce determination pulsating through the battlefield. Inevitably, the overwhelmed warrior girl succumbed to the torrents of Ty Lee's relentless blows, her strength waning with each strike. Finally, as the brutal symphony of combat subsided, the defeated girl crumpled to the ground, and her body splayed across the battlefield.

Azula knew these warriors would be key in her next concocted plan. A rebound from the colossal failure that was the now totalled siege drill from a few days prior. Determined to assert her dominance and make a resounding statement, Azula summoned the raw power of her firebending, unleashing a scorching blast of flames toward the leader of the warriors. Undeterred, the fearless leader skillfully deflected the onslaught with her trusty shield; however, the sheer force behind Azula's attack sent her stumbling backward.

Suki swiftly regained her footing with a graceful stumble, her determination unwavering. As her hand instinctively reached for her belt, she skillfully unsheathed her war fan, an elegant weapon poised to strike. Simultaneously, she raised her shield, its polished surface gleaming in the sunlight as if reflecting her unyielding resolve.

"Don't you know fans just make flames stronger?" Azula taunted with a hint of mockery.

In a stunning display of fierce determination, the two formidable combatants clashed head-on, their eyes locked in an intense battle of wills. With lightning speed, Suki expertly maneuvered her shield, skillfully deflecting Azula's ferocious fire blast, creating a mesmerizing dance of flame and steel.

Undeterred by the searing heat, Suki pressed forward, calculatingly closing the distance. In a flash of ingenuity, Suki transformed her delicate fan into a formidable redirection tool, harnessing its graceful arcs to manipulate Azula's own momentum and energy against her.

It was a daring gambit, an attempt to turn Azula's own power into her downfall. Yet, Azula's cunning proved to be her greatest weapon. She evaded Suki's grasp with a swift burst of agility, slipping through her fingers like a phantom. The battle raged on, a symphony of clashes and near-misses, as the two fierce warriors continued their intricate dance of combat, each maneuvering with calculated strategy and unyielding determination.

With the grace and agility of a nimble cat, her movements matched Suki's in every way, granting her an equal footing on the battlefield. Dressed in a vibrant green attire that blended seamlessly with the surrounding foliage, the warrior poised herself for an attack, aiming a swift jab at her opponent.

However, Azula anticipated the strike and swiftly evaded it, effortlessly ducking beneath Suki's outstretched arm. Seizing the opportunity, the princess retaliated with lightning speed; her piercing gaze fixated on Suki's vulnerable chest plate. A surge of raw power surged through Azula's body as she forcefully pushed her opponent backward, momentarily disrupting Suki's balance.

Before the seasoned captain had a chance to regain her composure, Azula unleashed a ferocious roundhouse kick, a whirlwind of fiery determination propelling her leg forward. The impact was nothing short of cataclysmic. Like a tempest unleashed, a torrential blast of flames erupted from Azula.

The scorching flames crashed against Suki's defenseless form with the unstoppable force of a charging Komodo rhino, propelling her backward through the air. Helpless, she spiraled through the sky, her body twisting and turning as she hurtled toward the unforgiving ground below. With a resounding thud, Suki finally made contact with the earth, her body rolling and tumbling amidst the dirt and debris.

With graceful determination, Azula strode across the battleground, her eyes gleaming with a mix of triumph and malice, until she reached the towering tree trunk. Despite the fatigue that threatened to consume her, Suki summoned every ounce of her remaining strength, determined to rise from the dust-covered earth and continue the valiant fight against her formidable adversary.

As Azula loomed over her fallen opponent, a sinister smile tugged at the corners of her lips. The fire nation princess cast an intimidating shadow as she gazed down upon Suki, a defeated warrior gasping for breath. In a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, Azula's cold gaze met Suki's weary eyes, relishing in the sight of her vanquished foe.

With a swift and calculated motion, Azula grasped the hilt of Suki's sword, feeling the cool metal against her palm. She raised it high above her head, the sunlight reflecting off its polished surface, and brought it crashing down towards Suki's defenseless form. The tip of the blade pierced through the fabric of Suki's green uniform, barely grazing her arm and causing a sharp sting of pain to shoot through her body. Suki winced, her face contorting in agony, as the realization of her predicament sank in.

"We're about the same size and physique, don't you think?" Azula looked down on Suki with a scheming gaze. She removed the bronze headpiece from Suki's head, tilting and rotating it in her hands as she examined the ornament.

"What should we do with them?" Mai inquired as she looked over the disabled grouping of fallen Kyoshi warriors.

"We'll wait for nearby Fire Nation troops to detain them. This one here is their leader," she said, standing over Suki.

"Naruto will come to save me," Suki said in a lower tone. "I know he will when he comes. You won't be so tough then!" She promised with an almost smug voice.

As soon as Suki mentioned Naruto's name, Azula's eyes widened with a contagious delight that danced within their depths. A mischievous smile curved her lips, glistening like the flicker of a flame under the moonlight. Her resplendent golden eyes, usually cold and calculating, betrayed a fleeting glimpse of an untamed desire, like the smoldering embers of a hidden passion.

This unexpected revelation perplexed Suki, for she found it disconcerting to witness such vulnerability in someone as fierce and formidable as Azula. Puzzled, Suki couldn't help but ponder the enigma that lay behind the Fire Nation Princess's reaction, wondering what hidden connection could possibly exist between Azula and Naruto to evoke such a captivating response.

"Naruto," Azula's voice danced with intrigue as she savored the name, her tongue flicking across her lips in anticipation. With a graceful crouch, she descended to Suki's eye level, her vibrant golden eyes locking onto Suki's with an intensity that seemed to pierce through her soul.

With a generous smile that revealed a glint of mischief in her eyes, Azula proposed to Suki, her voice slithering through the air like a snake's sly whisper, "How do you know him? Tell me everything you know, and I will graciously allow all your dear friends to leave." Suki's heart skipped a beat, her breath catching in her throat as she processed Azula's proposition. Her friends lay unconscious, their vulnerability tugging at her conscience. Despite the nagging suspicion that Azula's words might be laced with deceit, Suki felt an overwhelming urge to seize this risky opportunity to save her companions. However, her wavering attention was soon captivated by Azula herself. Her curiosity was piqued as she yearned to unravel the enigma of how this cunning woman had come to know Naruto.

"Why do you want to know about him?" Suki questioned instead of answering Azula's question. She couldn't help but shudder at the way Azula was talking whenever she mentioned Naruto like she knew Naruto well. You will never know him as well as I Do, Suki thought, remembering the days she used to play tag with Naruto when they were naught but stupid children.

"Ohh," Azula began with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her gaze drifting upwards to the expanse of the clear sky above. "Let's just say he has intrigued me," she continued, her voice trailing off like a whisper carried by the wind. In that fleeting moment, a peculiar expression flickered across Azula's face, like a fleeting shadow disrupting the mask of cruelty she so effortlessly wore. Suki couldn't quite decipher the emotion that briefly danced in Azula's eyes. However, as quickly as it appeared, it vanished, and Azula's countenance reverted to its steely, emotionless facade as she peered down at Suki once more.

Now, in a tone as sharp as a dagger slicing through the air, Azula demanded of Suki, her voice dripping with a mix of authority and curiosity, "Will you, my dear, be a good girl and tell me everything," With an imposing yet delicate touch, Azula firmly grasped Suki's delicate chin, exerting just enough pressure to elicit a subtle wince of pain from her. Suki, her eyes ablaze with defiance, felt the words perched on the tip of her tongue, ready to spill forth, but in a moment of calculated rebellion, she swiftly snapped her mouth shut, locking her gaze onto Azula's unwavering stare.

"I Will never betray Naruto's trust," With unwavering determination, Suki's resolute words echoed through the air, her voice carrying the weight of an unbreakable bond. Unfazed by the looming threat of Azula's torment, Suki's conviction burned like an unquenchable flame fueled by her unwavering loyalty. Yet, as her unwavering declaration settled into the air, Azula's laughter sliced through the tension, a bitter symphony of derision that reverberated in Suki's ears. Unfazed by Azula's mocking facade, Suki's gaze remained steadfast, refusing to waver even as her chin collided with the unforgiving ground below.

"Naruto will come to me, trust me," Azula told Suki with a hushed tone before she stood up and turned to look at Ty Lee.

"Ty Lee, gather their supplies. We'll surely make use of them," Azula ordered with a strict tone.

Mai examined one of their iron war fans plainly. "What are you thinking?" She questioned, looking from the war fan to Azula, whose smirk only grew.

"I found our ticket into Ba Sing Se."

Later

Azula smoothed Suki's thick auburn hair, picking up a small curl that was even more reddish than the rest of her hair.

"Red hair." The princess snapped her tongue. "I thought that this was a Fire Nation thing." She let the curl slip from her hand and pricked Suki's green uniform. "But you are definitely from the Earth Kingdom."

"We are from Kyoshi Island," Suki answered.

"Kyoshi Island, huh?" Azula giggled. "I heard that Zuzu had some trouble there. Don't tell me that it was you who repelled him." Before Suki could answer this, Azula touched the golden strip on Suki's uniform and ran her finger on it. "And what does this silly insignia mean? Does it have something with that creepy makeup you wore?"

Suki turned towards Azula, her face twisted by anger, but before she could reply to this insult, she caught Azula's face. She was smiling. And in her eyes, Suki could see satisfaction. Azula was seemingly enjoying the situation.

"And impulsive, too. Are you sure that you are not from the Fire Nation? Your parents, maybe?"

"I'm from Kyoshi Island." Azula raised her eyebrows, still smiling. "But I don't know my parents." This confession dropped a huge stone onto Suki's heart, and Azula knew it.

"Don't worry, redhead. They have exceptionally good conditions. I keep them within arm's distance." Azula's smile was unbearable. Suki had had to spend the last two hours chattering with the princess in a dark room, and Azula dropped the interesting bits of information slowly and carefully.

"Just in case something awful happens, and I need their services." Suki looked up suddenly. This one came out of nowhere.

"What?"

"Hey, don't look at me like that! You Kyoshi Warriors are smart girls. But it seems that you are smarter when you are not alone. Your little subordinates have already realized the inevitable and pretty much swore loyalty to me." Azula stood up from her chair and slowly walked behind Suki. "They are in my hands now."

"You're lying!"

"Maybe I am." Azula leaned over to Suki's ears. "But even then, what do you want to accomplish with this? I can let you rot in prison for the rest of your life, but I think you are far too valuable for such a fate. Or I can give you a life of your choice. In my service." Azula's words rang some bells in Suki's head, but she silenced them quickly.

"Forget it. I won't bow before you like a beaten dog, I won't betray my friends, and I won't betray my country."

"Aaaahhhh. What a shame." Azula's voice was full of joy. "But as a side note, your so-called friends are dead or have abandoned you, and your country is a small island in the middle of nowhere, ready to be invaded by the Fire Nation. If I were in your place, I would seriously reconsider my position." Azula's glance chilled Suki's blood for a moment. "And my loyalties with it."

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Even though Suki knew where this was going, she could do little to stop it.

Azula was in a rather good mood. She sat in front of Suki, playing with a golden fan – Suki's Kyoshi Warrior war fan – with one hand and making wide gestures with the other. She was chattering without a break, and she was surprisingly informative while doing so.

"Zuzu is never fully satisfied with anything. And his three years with Uncle Tea-Brains changed him a lot. But I can't blame him for that. Three years with our uncle would turn even me against the Fire Nation. I don't know his secret, but I guess he poisons his tea with some sort of mind-altering drug." Azula laughed out loud at her own joke. "But it isn't really your business. What is your business is that, as you can see, I'm a generous person. Generous and forgiving."

"Cut it out, Azula. What do you want from me?"

"Isn't it obvious? I just want you to stand up, come over here, kneel down, and swear loyalty to me both as Suki and as the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors." Azula narrowed her eyes and closed the fan. Her smile vanished, and the casual atmosphere of their talk gave way to something indescribably sinister. For Suki, it felt like the shadows around Azula could suddenly reach out at the princess' will to catch Suki and force her to do what Azula said. Suki tried to overcome her mounting fear, but she was only partially successful. It was enough for a final word, though.

"Never!"

Azula raised her eyebrow, and for a moment, Suki could see that the answer unsettled Azula. The fire princess leaned forward across the table and roughly grabbed Suki's chin.

She forcefully turned Suki's face right toward hers. For a seemingly very, very long moment, the two girls stared into each other's eyes without saying a word. It was a silent battle of wills, and Suki made sure that Azula knew that she would not break her.

Not on her terms, at least. She stared into those golden eyes and steeled her spirit not to show any signs of weakness, even under the gaze of this menace. She wouldn't give the fire princess the pleasure of seeing the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors cowed. But she would let her know that if she truly wanted her so much, then she should come up with something truly extraordinary.

Maybe it took only a few seconds, but this face-off put an enormous strain on Suki. But ultimately, Azula backed down with a smirk on her face. She didn't let Suki's chin slip from her hand, but she broke eye contact and swiftly glanced over Suki's auburn hair.

"You will bow to me, sooner or later, once Naruto does as well," Azula taunted and turned around to leave the room. She grabbed the door handle when Suki's voice from behind stopped her.

"You're wrong." For a moment, Azula was surprised that Suki still held enough strength to talk with such strong will. Azula turned her head once she heard Suki's voice from behind. She turned around to face her with a challenging smirk.

"What?"

"Naruto," Suki repeated the name with respect, the same kind of respect she would use only when she talked about Avatar Kyoshi. "Naruto will never bow to you, he's stronger than all of you, and I Know he will come to save me, go ahead, taunt me all you want, but even you know that not even your precious father, The Fire Lord can defeat Naruto," Suki spoke with a smirk of satisfaction and determination behind her eyes, especially when Azula's smile disappeared, for a moment Suki expected Azula to kill her for saying that, and Suki was ready for it. Still, Azula simply stood there like a statue.

"You say my father can't defeat Naruto, that Naruto can kill him," Azula spoke with what Suki thought was uncertainty, much to Suki's triumph, but Azula's face of fear slowly disappeared like the wind. She slowly smiled in pure delight and genuine satisfaction, something Suki had never seen before on Azula's face.

"Who said that would be a bad thing?"

Aang

This is good enough," Aang muttered softly, his voice barely audible, as he gently closed the wooden door of his own room, the hinges creaking in protest. With a satisfied sigh, he stood there for a moment, admiring the intricate carvings that adorned the door.

Feeling a sense of privacy and tranquility, Aang ensured the door was securely locked, the metallic click resonating through the dimly lit chamber. Stepping into the center of the square room, Aang's footsteps echoed against the polished stone floor, reverberating like a faint melody.

As the gentle glow from the flickering candles danced across the room, casting elongated shadows that seemed to whisper secrets, Aang gracefully lowered himself down, settling into a comfortable crossed-legged position. With closed eyes, Aang embraced the silence, his mind focused and calm. He could feel the energy of the room enveloping him, pulsating like a gentle heartbeat.

With a serene expression, Aang closed his eyes, allowing himself to be enveloped by the stillness that hung in the air.

Like a gentle breeze, he inhaled deeply, feeling the coolness of the air fill his lungs, soothing his racing heart. As his exhale escaped through parted lips, he released all the burdens that weighed him down, watching as they dissipated into the ether.

Time seemed to stand still as Aang's mind cleared, the world's cacophony fading into the background. It was as if he had been transported to a place of tranquility, where only his breath and the rhythm of his heartbeat existed. The city's noise, the clamor of voices, and the commotion of everyday life melted away like grains of sand slipping through his outstretched fingers.

In this respite from the clamor, Aang's senses sharpened, acutely aware of the absence of sound. A profound stillness surrounded him, wrapping him in a cocoon of silence. It was in this profound silence that Aang's connection to the spiritual realm deepened.

When Aang finally opened his eyes, The ethereal figure of Avatar Roku materialized before him, bathed in a radiant blue glow that seemed to emanate from his very being. Every contour of his form, from his flowing robes to the intricate details etched on his face, shimmered with an otherworldly luminescence.

With a smile that carried the weight of unspoken burdens, Avatar Roku spoke in a voice that seemed to echo, "It's good to see you, Aang. All of us are happy to see you made it to Ba Sing Se,"

Aang reciprocated the smile, but there was a hint of hidden turmoil behind his eyes, a flicker of uncertainty that Avatar Roku swiftly discerned. Sensing the gravity of the situation, Aang extended a friendly wave towards his mentor before gathering his composure, his voice carrying a newfound solemnity, "I need your advice on something important."

"We all are always with you, Aang. Whenever you need help or advice, we are here. All of Us," With a comforting and friendly voice that echoed through the air, Avatar Roku assured Aang that he was never alone, for a united force of past Avatars materialized around him like ethereal specters, forming a mesmerizing sea of ancient wisdom. Each Avatar, sitting in a tranquil crossed-legged position akin to Roku's, locked their gaze upon Aang, a display of unwavering solidarity and support. In this ethereal congregation of spiritual guides, the presence of Avatar Roku and countless others served as a constant reminder that whenever Aang found himself in need of guidance or assistance, they would always be by his side, ready to lend their collective strength and wisdom.

As Aang gazed upon the figures of Avatar Kyoshi, Avatar Kuruk, Avatar Yangchen, Avatar Szeto, and the multitude of other Avatars that stretched out before him, he couldn't help but feel an immense sense of relief wash over him, as though the burdens that had weighed heavily upon his shoulders were finally lifted. He found solace in the knowledge that he possessed a formidable alliance with the Avatars of the Past, a collective force of wisdom and strength that he could wholeheartedly rely upon whenever the need arose.

With an air of uncertainty and a slight furrowing of his brow, Aang turned to the wise Avatar Roku, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and apprehension. "Well," he began, his voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability, "I need advice about what to do about Naruto," As his words hung in the air, a palpable tension seemed to envelop the room, causing Kyoshi to narrow her eyes and fix an intense gaze upon Aang. Meanwhile, Yangchen, appeared momentarily puzzled, her brow furrowing ever so subtly as she grappled with the unfamiliarity of the name Naruto and the weight it seemed to carry for Aang.

"Naruto?"

Chapter 32 (Avatar Meeting)

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