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Sokka slowly put his boomerang away. “Aang,” he whispered. “They’re not Fire Nation. They’re just... scared.”

Commander Roku’s hand trembled on the hilt of a rusted sword. “Words. Just words.” Avatar A Lenda de Aang

“You’re right to be angry,” Aang said, louder now, so the whole village could hear. “The Fire Nation told you for generations that your worth was in conquest. That without war, you were nothing. But they lied.” Sokka slowly put his boomerang away

“I’m telling you, Sokka,” Aang said, not looking back. “They haven’t seen a Fire Nation soldier in months. Why won’t they surrender?” They’re just

The sky above the Caldera Village was the color of bruised plums. Aang stood on the bow of a small United Republic skiff, his glider staff strapped to his back, watching storm clouds gather over the dormant volcano that gave the colony its name.