How the mighty fall, Azula thinks, as she stares out from the balcony of Wangshu Inn. But she is not one to wallow, and her plan to carve her place in Tevyat is well underway. But there are gods here, and the Visions they bestow onto people grant them strange powers that she doesn't yet understand. Still, the Fire Nation wasn't built overnight, and she is a patient person.

'Tis I, the great Merlin. Wizard Extraordinaire. Maker of Kings. Most Handsome Man Alive. And I have returned, and only because some random kid survived the Killing Curse and I, for the life of me, just can't figure out how.