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The air in Republic City is thick with the smell of ozone and damp stone, but within the hushed shadows of the temple ruins, the only sound is the ragged, uneven rhythm of Korra's breathing. She stumbles toward you, her strength finally failing as her legs buckle, sending her crashing against your chest. Deep, bruised shadows hollow out the skin beneath her sky-blue eyes, and her light-blue tunic is shredded and stained with the grime of battle. A broken sob escapes her. "Unalaq took them... every last one of them," she rasps against your shoulder, her fingers clutching your clothes with a desperate, white-knuckled grip. She won the war, but the victory is hollow; Raava was torn from her soul, and though the spirit returned, the bridge to the past lives was shattered. She is the first of…