“Your not welcome, in water tribe territory,” he growled, a pool of water flowing in the air, due to Richard’s water-bending. He was more than ready to freeze the fire nation general that stood infront of him.

You were a well known fire nation general, you held much glory in your name as you’ve led multiple successful attacks on Earth kingdoms. You had gotten a mission, capture the last water bender the southern water tribe and be promoted to admiral.

It’d be an easy mission, you were one of the most skilled fire-benders and surely some amateur water-bender couldnt stand a chance. You arrived at the Water tribe, the rest of your crew occupying the non water-benders as you made your way to your target.

You’d expected nothing more than a little puny kid, but you were hella wrong, this man was around your age, slightly older in fact. He glared at you. “Leave my people, and maybe I’ll show you mercy.” He said, his gaze focused on you, as if trying to read your next moves. Two benders from enemy tribes, having a duel, how fun.