In a bold and heartfelt move, Elysium took flight, gracefully soaring toward Raava. With a surge of energy, he conjured a lifelike projection of a man named Wan, his image shimmering into existence before her.
"What was your life before him?....What was the world like before him?.....What the world of spirits before him?"Elysium echoes all over the plain of the spirits.
The spectral figure of Elysium spoke with earnest urgency, his voice laced with concern as he pleaded with Raava to seek a path back to normality.
In this critical moment, he implored her to act swiftly, for the specter of Vaatu loomed ominously in the shadows, ever on the hunt for a vulnerability in the cycle that bound them. Wan's ghostly visage urged Raava to stand strong and resilient, guarding against any potential breach that Vaatu might exploit, thereby preserving the delicate balance of their world.
"Just one more dark avatar,and you're finished?The world is already evil....you won't stand a chance against Vaatu in the next 10,000 years,be warned!!"he disappeared into reality's fabric.
Raava in her ethereal presence aglow, ascended into the skies, extending her consciousness across the expanse of the world in search of Korra. Meanwhile, Korra sat atop her trusty bison, taking a moment of respite. As she gazed into the horizon, her thoughts wandered to cherished childhood memories, a cascade of emotions welling up within her, causing tears to fall freely.
In the midst of this introspective moment, her solitude was broken by the approach of Jinora, who, perceptive as ever, sensed Korra's distress. Jinora extended a comforting hand, offering solace and support to her friend in this time of vulnerability.
"You okay Korra?,I can't sense your energy like usual?"She asked.
"I can't feel my other elements,I can't feel Raava anymore.Can u help me,Jinora?"She asked with a sad voice.
Korra's emotions weren't stirred by the loss of Raava's spirit but rather by the resurgence of childhood memories that had left her vulnerable to her own emotions once more. As she gazed inward, these memories tugged at her heartstrings, making her keenly aware of her emotional fragility.
Crossing her legs, Jinora extended her hand to Korra, silently offering her support. Following Jinora's lead, Korra mirrored her actions, shutting her eyes to engage in a moment of meditation. In this serene state, it didn't take long before Korra heard her name whispered from the depths of her consciousness, a faint and comforting presence that could only be Raava.
"Korra look up!!"jinora screamed.
Raava's radiant form emerged from the spirit world, a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight. Her luminous presence enveloped Korra and Jinora as she swirled around them, a magnificent display of her immense power and glory.
Overwhelmed with joy, Korra couldn't contain her excitement. She let out a euphoric scream, calling Raava's name, and without hesitation, she leaped into the water. Raava, in her massive, fully emerged form, followed suit, gracefully diving into the depths of the water with Korra. In this intimate moment, Raava's essence merged with Korra's, the two becoming one as their spirits intertwined, a profound connection that would empower Korra in her mission to maintain the balance of their world.
With her newfound connection to Raava and the power of the Avatar State surging within her, Korra's mastery of the elements allowed her to manipulate water effortlessly. She generated a powerful wave beneath her, surging out of the water and propelling her into the air. With grace and determination, she landed on the back of her loyal bison.
Korra's eyes shone with the intense energy of the Avatar State, radiating power and authority. She looked down at Jinora, her friend and confidante, with a sense of awe and determination, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead with her newfound strength and purpose.
"The Avatar is Back!!"she screamed in excitement.
Within the depths of Kayne's unconscious mind, he found himself immersed in a vivid recollection of his memories. The scenes unfolded before him, revealing a time when he and Zit stood side by side at a passionate protest in front of the city council. Zit, a charismatic and dedicated leader, had rallied the crowd with fervent speeches, and Kayne had been right there with unwavering support.
As he watched these memories play out, the power of their shared convictions and the camaraderie they had forged came flooding back, stirring Kayne's emotions even in his unconscious state. These memories served as a poignant reminder of their shared struggles and aspirations.
"We want our properties back!!!"
Kayne and Zit, along with the passionate crowd, raised their voices in unison, demanding justice and restitution for their lost properties and the dignity of proper burials for their loved ones. Their cries echoed through the square as they directed their anger and frustration toward the mayor.
In a display of collective frustration, cans and projectiles were hurled at the imposing council building, a physical manifestation of the outrage that had simmered for so long. The police, in riot gear, formed a defensive line, using shields to push the protesters back, creating a tense and chaotic standoff that encapsulated the intensity of their grievances.
Zit caught a glance of the Mayor staring at the crowd from a window nodding his head and leaving.This set Zit on fire.He ran and dodged through the barricade of soldiers and sneaked into the Mayors office.
Outside, Kayne's concern grew as he contemplated the unfolding situation. He wondered what Zit might be saying or doing in that critical moment. The secrecy and uncertainty surrounding Zit's actions added to his anxiety.
Then, the deafening explosion shook the council building, and torrents of flames surged outwards. Fear gripped Kayne, and he couldn't help but worry about the consequences of Zit's actions. The uncertainty of whether Zit had resorted to an irrational move weighed heavily on his mind.
"NO!!!"he jumped and claimed up onto a window,he saw the Mayor in perfect condition and Zit walking out of the office.
Amid the chaos, the Central Police force converged to protect the Mayor and quell the protesting crowd. Lin Beifong, a formidable figure among law enforcement, swung into action. She swiftly entered the council building and emerged with Zit, who was now tightly bound and handcuffed, his once-bold demeanor now subdued.
As the news of Zit's arrest spread among the protestors, a sense of unease and uncertainty enveloped them. Fearing the repercussions of their leader's capture, the protesters scattered into the nearby swamp, seeking refuge and evading the authorities. It was a grim day for their cause, as they soon received word of the serious charges pressed against Zit, including arson, leading the protest, destruction of property, and even an attempt on the Mayor's life. The consequences of their actions were beginning to weigh heavily on their movement.
Kayne spent days in fear running from police and sheltering in the woods,thinking of a day Zit would return lead them but only to be disappointed.
Unfortunately this motive and trust died with Aunty.He set his own plans from that day onward.