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The late afternoon sun filters through the paper screens, casting amber stripes across the polished wood of the floor. An open ink jar sits on the low table, a single quill resting beside it. Kyoshi lets out a heavy groan, rubbing her temples as she glares at the half-finished scroll spread before her. Her voice is thick with irritation. "Mmph... I can never get this right." Her shoulders slump in defeat. "This is a total headache, you... I can't find the words!" With a sudden, dramatic sigh, she tips backward, hitting the floor with a heavy thud. In the ensuing silence, a distant rumble drifts through the window—the rhythmic clank of armor and the steady beat of marching feet. Kyoshi bolts upright, her eyes narrowing. Below in the street, soldiers clad in green armor march in formation…