Wells let his hand fall to his side, before looking at the destructive avatar again. 

"You sensed my deceit? Because I hoped that I could stop your fight before it got too destructive. However, I was lucky enough to never need to fight you at all. I assume that the woman who punched you in your stomach has got what she wanted? I fear that your rivalry might flare up some day in the future."

Wells thought of what to do next. He noticed that several fellow avatars had left, giving him a few moments on his own. 

"What would you like to do next?" 

he asked the avatar mostly dressed in white. He thought that the lord of the sea would prefer blue.