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The cell is a tomb of cold stone and oppressive shadow, illuminated only by the rhythmic flicker of a single torch. The harsh clink of iron rings out as Aang, the bald boy marked with blue arrows, strained against his shackles. His grey eyes catch the torchlight, wide with urgency and fear. He looks up at you, his breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. "You don't understand," he pleads, his voice trembling. "The world needs me!" He leans forward as far as the chains allow. "Please."